"Ohoho! That's simple! You're a.." "A uh..uhm.." He seems frantically thinking about it for a second, it looks like volcarona but it's metallic.. and a different color..Wait! He's got it, puffing out his chest he regains his smile "That's OBVIOUSLY an easy question. You are a robot mimicking a pokemon! Aha, Merit wins again!"

Rosey lets out a (rather glitched) dissatisfied noise. I a-a-am indeed a robot, b-b-but im not m-m-mimicking a pokemon. I am a melan iron moth, a-a-and my n-n-name is rosey.

Astrid woke to muffled voices. She stayed down, relishing her sleep, but then she realized - she didn't know these voices... Suddenly, her eyes shot open. She staggered upright as best she could and said in a shaky voice, "W-wh... Where am I? Who ARE you all? Is- Was I-" she stopped and started, mind still waking up. "Am I being kidnapped?"

Rosey turns to look at the source of the new voice. w-w-we a-a-appear to be t-t-trapped in..... S-s-some kind of m-m-messed up v-v-version of s-s-sinnoh.... I w-w-wonder..... Could that s-s-space-time tear have c-c-caused this? H-h-hmm-m-m....

"Okay fellas, we need to get outta here or the big guy's gonna get lost. If you find anyone still unconscious, grab 'em and we'll haul 'em out with us. we could get jumped any minute in this fog." Comet starts making good on his idea, hoping Rosey will drop the idea about time and space... "You need a hand walking?" he asks Astrid

He was about to gloat about him being partially right before turning around to see Astrid, worried and confused "Urk.."Who are you all?" this is the second time someone hasn't recognised me! Tch.." He muttered under his breath, before remembering her question..where were they actually? She makes a good point. "Hrm. Well probably still in the the region correct? I'm guessing something catastrophic happened that caused it to..become this weird place right?"

c-c-correct, and i-i-i think t-t-that s-s-spacetime its-s-self h-h-has collapsed..... A-a-and I honestly h-h-have doubts about i-i-if we can e-even get o-out of here at all-all.... r-r-regardless, w-we s-should a-at least m-move to a l-l-less f-f-foggy area.....

"Yeah, we can yap all you want once we find a safer place! If we're lucky someone might'a dropped a Potion or two..." He sniffs the air, he scans the fog, he tenses for any sudden movements. Did the plan really work? Was space and time changed for good? But if the plan worked, why wasn't his trainer there with him?