You got back to your house after a long day of exploring and fighting. You are sitting on the couch with your adoptive mother Reshiram, who is also your Pokemon. After a while of silence, Reshiram speaks to you, her voice motherly and kind, yet firm. Trainer, you've done well today. Are you tired? Do not tell me any lies, my child. I am your Pokemon, yes, but I am still the goddess of truth, and your mother." Reshiram places one of her claws on top of your head, gently stroking your hair, and holding your head against her soft cleavage "Here. Rest thine head upon this goddess' supple body."