Kjolmar's words made Makoto raise both eyebrows in surprise. "Really?" he asked the blond-haired Trainer. "To be honest, you didn't really seem like a bad Trainer back there with the Totem Pokemon." He glances at Kjolmar's sneakers, noticing the small fox-like creature snuggling up against it's Trainer's leg. "I mean, Eevee seems to be enjoying your company."

All of a sudden, Makoto felt a sharp prickly feeling in his leg. Panicking, he looked downwards at his own sneakers, only to find Pichu rubbing her cheek against his right leg. The electricity leaking from Pichu's cheeks ended up numbing most of Makoto's leg... "Pichu, I understand your intentions, but you don't have to imitate Kjolmar's Eevee like that..."

"Chu..." The tiny mouse Pokemon curls up over Makoto's right sneaker and starts snoring. "She must be exhausted. We should take our Pokemon to a Pokemon Center. There should be one nearby, since this city is pretty huge." Makoto reaches for his belt and pulls out a standard model Pokeball. By pushing the button at the center, he recalls his sleepy Pichu, sealing the creature back inside the capsule.