“Yeah, that is kind of weir-” Rebecca started to say, before a Pancham on the Lopunny’s team appeared to explain the issue, “Ah, well that explains a lot, actually. Well, good luck on that mission, I guess.” She kind of wished every question in life would be so easily answered, but she supposed that this would take a lot of the fun out of the issue. Dexter seemed intent on not being conducive to… just about any kind of fun, actually. With the Lopunny out of the way, she decided to address the issue.

	“Ok,” Rebecca started, “First off, I’m pretty sure you weren’t gone “all day”, unless teleporting is a lot slower than it sounds. We just sort of shooed away a Geodude and sat down and then you were there. Secondly, ground control to Major Tom; we’re a team. I understand if you don’t believe us, because it’s kind of crazy, but you don’t have to be rude about it. We can’t be a good team if we’re always being all distrustful and sardonic towards each other.” She continued walking for a moment before realizing why she was getting so worked up about the dispute and let out a deep sigh.

	“I’m sorry,” The Ralts apologized. “I guess that hit a raw nerve... Either way, though, we’ll probably run into that thing again at some point down the road whether we want to or not. Let’s just try and focus on the mission, I think that’s what’s most important at the moment.”