[N shoots a glare in Miror's direction at his comment, but looks a bit dejected once the man has gone. He frowns at Paprika. Mini-lecture time!] I explained to you how highly esteemed the position of Champion is, didn't I? I trusted that you would not reveal what I told you. [Then again, he didn't really expect it to be used against him in the way it was.] You put your Pokemon-- and yourself-- in danger, while putting my own safety at risk. [He probably shouldn't have spoken of it to begin with, but it's obviously too late for that.] I'm glad that you are unharmed, but what if we had not found you in time? What if I had lost?

[He sighs heavily and averts his attention to Hilda, glancing at her from over his shoulder.] Your help was much appreciated, Hilda. As was yours... Zekrom. [He offers the pair a small smile, but it's gone again when he turns back to Paprika. He nods at her Pokeballs.] Let them out. Make sure they haven't been harmed either.

[At his feet, the Plusle and Minun regroup as well, quickly clambering up onto Darmanitan's head. N regards the two with some curiosity; when did that Plusle show up? They chatter away protestingly at N (judging by his uncertainly stubborn expression, it's something about how he needs to cheer up and be happy that he won).]