[shhh it's our secret Hibiki hesitates, because he knows -- he's thinking about it, and he knows it sounds weird. In fact, serious;y? He's sure if he met Kotone here, she'd laugh at him and say that he was dreaming. Even if he pinched her, she'd say so.

He watches his Abra take the slice and nibble on it happily; it'll be demolished by the next time Blue holds one up for sure, despite the Pokémon's small bites.]

I guess. [He pauses again, then rests his chin in the hand not holding his apple. The extra pressure hurts his leg a little, but he's got more important things to think about.] If... someone came from a place where Pokémon weren't real - real like they are here, for example, or from Johto or Hoenn or anything like that - would you think they were talking crazy, Blue-san?