[Tiki will continue to stare, his words scarcely reaching her through the fog that had suddenly enveloped her mind. The banter of the Pokemon isn't registered at all.

This person was...

This person...

It was impossible...]

I... Yes. Of course. You... You look very much like someone I once knew. Long, long ago.

[A shaky smile - Tiki doesn't lose her composure often, and she finds that she isn't quite certain how to recover it.]

Please forgive me.

My name is Tiki.