The Misdreavus heard their conversation, but ignored it. The ghost type had heard many trainers say the exact same thing - appearing before new trainers was a hobby of hers. She enjoyed the multitude of reactions her color got. (One time, a trainer had thought his pokedex was wrong and had tried to sue the lab for handing out "defective merchandise." Now that had been funny.) But this trainer was kind of boring. 'Oh, look at her color, don't attack yet, blah blah blah.' She would have left if she didn't like the looks of the little Silcoon. Bug types had always fascinated her.

Most Pokemon went from slightly more than useless, to mildly useful, then useful, or from mildly useful to useful. Bugs went from useless to crap (Silcoon) to mildly useful. And yet, so many trainers were obsessed with them. So maybe it wasn't actually bugs that fascinated her - it was human's reaction to bugs. Maybe it was because bugs frequented the earlier routes of regions, and thus were usually the first capture a trainer made. That would make sense.

Throughout her thought process, the Misdreavus was cocking her head this way and that, staring at the Silcoon, occasionally making an odd face. For the time being, she was ignoring Charlie. The girl didn't interest her at all; only her Pokemon did. Just to see what would happen, the shiny Misdreavus disappeared. She flew behind one of the many trees along the route, then reappeared moments later, mere inches in front of Amira's large eyes.

When she reappeared, though, something was different. A small wrapper seemed to have gotten hooked under her necklace. She hadn't noticed it, though (or pretended to not notice it), and used an Astonish attack! It wasn't actually intended as an attack; she just wanted to see the Silcoon's reaction. Would it flinch? What did a cocoon look like when it flinched? Could they flinch? This little game seemed like a good way to find out the answers to her questions.