Well... [He glances off elsewhere, thinking.] Perhaps it is... But there are still Pokemon, and I can still hear them. The seasons are aligned with those of my world. The same towns and cities seem to be present in the same locations. There are many similarities.

Still... maybe this is a universe in which I don't exist. Or maybe I don't exist yet. [Good lord what if he encountered a younger version of himself? A paradox? That... would not be good.] And there is still the matter of the invasive species... Like the Baltoy. I've never seen one before-- they are native to Hoenn, not Unova. And the Pokemon I had with me before... seem to have disappeared. [That wouldn't have been so disconcerting if Reshiram was not one of those Pokemon. What he had with the dragon was a bond of sorts-- he should be able to feel its presence, at least. But it was gone.]

I... don't know what to think.