[She had at least been hoping he'd be gone until she'd gotten her better Pokemon - but for now, there's nothing she can do. Actually there was a ton of things she could do, they just wouldn't come to mind. Instead she stood there in a sort of abstract terror, yet she swallowed hard. She then inhaled deeply, and drew herself together, keeping her feet closer together and eying him warily.]

... All right. You have me. What is you want?