N looked almost surprised by the question, but pleasantly so. He smiled.

"I'm afraid not-- not at this moment, anyway," he replied. "Until more is found out about that sound, the best you can do to help is to be careful with any Pokemon that have fled the Dreamyard in search of safety. Still, I appreciate your concern for them."

Zoroark, relaxed now that she was sure she wouldn't be battling any time soon, moved up to sit at N's side. He stroked her head absentmindedly as he began to speak again. "My name is N. And this is my friend, Zoroark." Zoroark gives a small growl in greeting. "Who are you? I assume you are new to this sort of world."