"Ah, a Cyndiquil. Hello Ollie." He said, smiling to the fire rat. He then released the pastry-craving bird, making sure to keep a hand on his leg. The Prehistoric Avian immediately cawed at his owner sadly, knowing that he had been caught. "This is Roc, an Archen. However, he is a rare Pokemon from even where I am from. He is a reborn fossil from the Prehistoric Age. This formerly fossilized bird is known to be the ancestor of all birds. He just so happens to have a sweet tooth, which is is why he had been trying to fly to the bakery just behind you. I didn't know back then they had rock candy." Just as Emile finished speaking, he realized what he just said and he cracked a smile and started laughing. "Get it? "Roc" Candy? Huh? Huh?" It took him a moment to catch his breath, and Roc just sighed. He picked it back up from where he had left it. "Sorry, bad jokes are kind of my thing." He noticed that there was a small commotion at the Pokemon Center. He definitely heard a bark in the swarm of Pokemon. "So, Trey, where are you from and what are you going to do, other than the whole reason we were sent here?" He really wondered what was going on in that Pokemon Center.