Tormey was out in the woods behind the house - his Spectrier lying against a tree, and he leaned against the ghostly stallion's stomach, his Zubat perched on top of his head as he quietly hummed a tune. He often did this, just resting with his Pokemon. He wanted them to live the best life possible, and was a very nurturing trainer.

"Ameagarino asa wa.. Mizu tamari de hanete - Hoshi furu yoru o machi negai o kakeyou~" He sang out softly. Really, he didn't know Japanese, but he'd memorized the lyrics a long time ago. Tormey adored Malice Mizer.