[Yukiko recognizes, unlike Yosuke, that they'll just have to take it on faith that this god doesn't want to eat them. She will admit that she is pretty stringy, and probably tastes a lot like grass. Really dry grass that's baked in a summer sun. No good dog should want to eat that.]

I...you...huh.

[That's actually not what she'd expected at all. She looks from the god to Yosuke, and then over at Peter. There's a question that's been on her mind lately, of course. Something most trainers who wandered through the shattered and recovering landscape often thought about. Especially after seeing Primal Groundon.]

Is there something we...as humans...can do to better coexist with Pokemon? I mean, we're trying, we really don't want to make you mad. Are the gods, you...and your friends...Are you testing us? Or, like with those earthquakes? Were you angry at us and trying to teach us a lesson?