Thomas fumbled frantically with the buttons on the Xtransceiver, still not terribly familiar with how to work them. But he worked at it diligently, for, after all, there was a distressed lady on the screen! His inbred chivalry was stirring him to react. Finally, and perhaps too early to stop his mumbled curses of frustration from being recorded, he managed to connect to the feed.

"Oh, miss! Miss, are you all right?" he said, leaning side to side as though that would help him get a better view of what was going on. What he saw was confusing -- it looked like one of those little dog-like Pokemon was... attacking her? But was that laughing he heard? No -- he clearly heard a cry for help in there somewhere. "Miss?"