"Whew, you really do need to go back to sleep once before you're properly awake."
After Roy woke from his nap and stretched, he noticed Golurk standing dutifully beside him, constantly watching their surroundings as it stood guard for him.
Apart from Dragapult playing up in the sky, there were no other Pokémon around him.
"Thanks for your hard work, Golurk."
"Golurk."
Seeing that Roy was awake, Golurk crouched down to watch the ants again, studying them with intense concentration.
Roy smiled and set up a camping tent nearby. The moment he turned around, he saw that Golurk had somehow followed him again.
Wherever he went, Golurk followed. Despite its enormous size, it moved like a ghost, without making a sound.
"Golurk."
Although the Golurk before him was already over a thousand years old, its mind was like a child's. It had a question about everything it saw, such as:
Why could Roy communicate with it?
Was the tent he had pitched on the ground a new kind of human building?
Were there other Golurk in the outside world? Could Roy take it to meet them?
Golurk had become a chatterbox, as though it wanted answers to a thousand years' worth of questions all at once.
Roy didn't mind. Back on Mt. Pyre, Ghost-type Pokémon had often come to his bedside in the middle of the night, wailing and howling as they chatted with him.
He was already used to it.
"You want to meet other Golurk?"
"Golurk."
Roy only said that he would take Golurk to look for other Pokémon Trainers who had Golurk. He left everything else for it to experience for itself.
Experience it... for myself?
Looking at the flowers on the ground, Golurk crouched down and carefully sensed the little flowers' vitality.
Ancient Gengar emerged