Bishop's expression seemed strange as Saturn gave her speech and assaulted his minds with the images. It was like his rage had boiled over and then cooled immediately, leaving a tranquil fury that could be seen in his eyes.<br/><br/><br/>"I'd rather be a sheltered brat, than a pragmatic twit." was his simple reply.<br/><br/><br/>Bishop's Pokemorphs stood rigidly in place, the atmosphere having grown much more tense, the rich boy sitting pensively on the ground, the slamming into the tree hurting him quite a bit. Even Isaac was speechless.