...You mean the guy who threw the street party who kept shouting about taking the Arehtei to court?

[ It's so long ago, he can't remember if it was court or jail, but he sure does remember a lot of shouting and a waving of a small notepad at the time. Meanwhile, all of the mood that had been surrounding them not long before might as well be a memory. Red's brow is creased, pinched with a youthful look he might have any other day, while Charizard looks content below to just listen to the words of the two humans. ]

All the material on the Arehtei says they don't like to be called gods. At least, all the stuff I've looked up, but not everyone reads it. [ Which is a bummer. Even he read it!! ]

I guess it's easy to see them something like that, though. To me, they're a lot like legendary pokémon -- pokémon more powerful and older than ordinary pokémon, but still pokémon. They live and die, and they come back again a new person. So... they need to remembered, because they're a part of the world. This world belongs to everyone who lives in it. Everyone has their place in it. A role. It makes everyone equal.

[ ... ] Just get rid of the word god altogether!

[ Red, the boy who doesn't know the big deal with the word anyway. ]