Tomas
Mason was just going for a normal walk, legit not doing anything suspicious at all. He had Lucario and an Alolan Persian by his side. He decided to rest right outside the entrance of the hideout. Persian sat on his lap and Mason started to pet him.
Kenneth
*As he showed up, Hayama walked out of the hideout and stared at him. At first, he didn't really recognize who it was but then he realized thanks to the accident at the ballroom and just general resemblance. On edge, he brushed the mane of the Pyroar tat was casually walking alongside it, as it looked up and growled at the other person and his Pokemon, sensing his owner's wariness.*
Tomas
Persian hissed back and Lucario held his bone out infront of Mason to protect him, he just calmly stood up. "My apologies sir, am I bothering you just by sitting here and trying to enjoy the outdoors?"
Kenneth
*He threw a thumb behind him, pointing back at the inside of the hideout. Then, he stared back at Mason with a blank face.* "You're her... Brother. Is that right?" *He still held himself casually but he was still watching Mason for any sudden moves towards him or his Pokeballs. A trainer was helpless without those, once he took them he'd be at Hayama's merc— no. Stop, things weren't going to go there... He hoped.* "Care to explain what happened here?"
Tomas
He raised an eyebrow, "Who's asking?" His eyes pierced into Hayama's, they almost glowed in a soothing way, but maliciously at the same time.
Kenneth
"Someone who knows a few things." *He glared right back at him, though it was less of a full-on glare and half wary, half disappointing.* "Now, want to comply with my questions..." *He tried to search for his name— he'd only seen flashes but he knew it had to be in one of them. Somewhere, somewhen-* "Mason?"
Tomas
"I can see your suit y'know, I know how dangerous that thing is, don't you worry, I'm not meaning to harm you." He ran his hand through his hair, mostly because it was messy and he was trying to fix it. "As for what happened here." He chuckled, "Just ask Leon."
Kenneth
"....Fine. But I'm not exactly ready to leave yet..." *He turned and faced him.* "Giovanni's your dad, isn't he? Why do you even listen to him? People like him just get their ambitions stopped by one person or another. Him. Rocket, Magma, Aqua, Galactic, Plasma... Flare... And so on. Why do you willingy work in an organization that's been defeated by 10 year olds?"
Tomas
He didn't answer, "I'm ready to leave." He gritted his teeth together and started to walk away, Persian and Lucario still looking at Hayama, ready to attack incase he decides to do something rash.
Kenneth
"....I don't know what it's like with him, but I know what it's like. And it doesn't end well for anyone on the wrong side. If you're not listening to anything else I have to say then that's all the advice I can give." *He put his hands in his pockets and went to leave.*
Tomas
He rolled his eyes, "Whatever." He continued on the walk that he was on, he didn't really care about what he said, but the part about Team Rocket being defeated by 10 year olds repeatedly did stick with him, and it just made him angrier.
Kenneth
*He watched him go for a while before sighing.* "Well, I tried... What happens after that isn't really my problem." *He grabbed a Master Ball off his belt.* "Back to the main island, please." *Pressing the button, a small Pokemon came out before Hayama seemed to fall through the ground with it diving in right after.*