[Ringabel's not quite sure what he's doing here, ut he's willing to chalk it up to the chaos that is the ever wild Pokémon world.

He gazes upon this bat apocalypse, jotting notes.]

Goodness. Just what have you done to set them off? Or did you leave a delicious treat unattended? Perhaps they wish to raid your home of all its treasures...

[Now wouldn't that be a thought? A... strangely terrifying one, at that.]