His eyes widen for a moment-- a look of realization and recognition. But it disappears quickly as he shakes his head.

"I don't understand..." he whimpered, still scowling. "What are you saying? I would remember you! I remember all the friends I meet!"

But he was older? What did that mean? That was impossible! He shakes his head again. "I'm not supposed to leave this room, either. Not until I'm king." But he suddenly changes the subject. "All of my friends have told me they just want their trainers to be happy too. But then they just get hurt!"