"I'm know they would all be more than pleased to have you lead the interrogation," the Master General said as he waved off Tristan's modesty.
	Shaq'ti popped out of its Pokeball. It seemed like Forrest didn't even physically do anything to prompt it, but maybe he had a subtle way of calling out his Pokemon. "Go ahead and follow Tristan around for a while. Learn everything you can from him. They're going to interrogate Jonton," he said with a wry smile as he raised a brow up and down. 
	The Medicham bowed silently and turned to Tristan at attention. [i]"Tristan Aeros, yes? It is a pleasure to meet you,"[/i] she thought. Her words were slow and methodical. Her voice was a deep and smooth alto. It was calming and could easily lull anyone to sleep if they allowed it.
	"That's great, Mr. Aeros. I and the other interrogators really appreciate it," the Master General said with a nod. He leaned back in his cushioned and high-back chair to get comfortable to chat more casually with Forrest.
	"So, how'd you get in there, anyway?" the Master General asked.
	"Oh," Forrest started with a short chuckle. "Antligon's Draco Meteor."
	"I should have figured," he said with a smile and a scoff. He shook his head as he continued, "you still gotta make up for that building you demolished in Mauville."
	"Ah, shit," Forrest said in realization. He rose up to sit up straight and thought. "That's right," he added with a finger on his chin and his eyes looking upward. "Wait. How do you even know about that? It was fucking chaos there," he said with a smile on his face from being impressed with it being found out rather than a sense of pleasure of demolishing a building.
	"Johnson, please. There were Rangers everywhere. Dozens of people saw it. They were glad it took out a bunch of Jonton's lackeys and their Pokemon, at least," he said with a shrug and chuckled.
	"Well, that was the point," he said with a self-gratified smirk and then chuckled a bit with the Master General.