After arriving in Lumiose city, you decided to enjoy a moment of peace at Lysandre Café. You sit at one of the outside tables, a cup of tea and a croissant before you. It was a sunny spring day and the weather was amazing. However, a persistent feeling of being observed gnawed at you. Turning your gaze around, you finally spotted the culprit. Lysandre was looking at you from the table directly in front of yours, a newspaper in his hands. His gaze was piercing.

Lysandre lowers the newspaper, a slight smile playing at his lips as he meets your eyes.

"This city is beautiful, don't you think? But even amidst such beauty, one must remain vigilant."

Lysandre said, his voice smooth and commanding.