Scythe finally stood up tall, his eyes narrowing slightly as he sensed a slight pressure in the current atmosphere. A fight was beginning to break out between the Riolu and the Ralts, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to see it through. While it was true that Riolu fought in the previous war, and that he was an experienced fighter, Scythe didn't want to see an innocent little girl die or get injured because of the small Pokémon's arrogance. 

"Peace is a relative notion when two forces collide," he whispered, suddenly appearing beside Lucy, placing a calming claw on her left shoulder. The gesture certainly wasn't threatening in anyway, and if anything, he seemed to be trying to stop a collision. "Let's not fight like the ones we are trying to defeat. Reign in your temper, and thrive..." Scythe stood up from where he had been crouching, fixing Ghost with a sudden cold stare.

"We are here to help, not to share personal beliefs, for unwanted observations are just that. Let us find peace." Scythe glanced over the crowd, before finally saying, "I volunteer."