[ Being scared -- now that's something Red can understand, and hearing that results in a softening in Red's features. His hands are still on his lap, then his fingers relax over his knees. ]

I get being scared. It's scary out there. [ He stops, then shakes his head. ] No, scary's not right--it's terrifying. It's terrifying and it's disgusting, and I hate remembering everything we saw out there, I hate thinking about everything everyone went through.

[ All those people, now buried back in Zompania... ]

But you know, those pokémon you're talking about - they still had those moves they could use. They couldn't use them then, and maybe it's because they were scared too -- but they won't get over that if they don't try.

[ He lifts up a hand, motioning slightly as he speaks. ] You can leave the fighting to your pokémon, but there's still things you can do as a trainer Ash. You can heal them when they need it, and you can do more if you try, but you've got to try. When the potions and berries run out, you've still got a backup that way.

[ The hand sits back onto his knee and Red looks to the other pokémon with them, speaking again as he focuses back onto Ash. ]

Try thinking about your pokémon. What if one of them were feeling what you're feeling? What would you tell them? What would you want to do?