"I came to eat," Rayquaza said calmly. Then, right in front of Heath, she casually tossed the meteorite in her hand into her mouth and ate it as though she were chewing a broad bean. Heath's mouth twitched at the sight.
Rayquaza really did have excellent teeth, though that seemed fairly normal for a Pokémon. There was nothing strange about it.
"I think if you ever did commercials, toothpaste ads would be perfect for you." Heath smacked his lips, then set the ingredients in his hands aside. Rayquaza yawned, swung her legs over to the other side, and rested both hands on her long legs, her large eyes fixed intently on Heath.
Rayquaza's stare left Heath baffled. He instinctively felt his face. There was nothing wrong with it. He had no idea why she kept staring at him.
"I'm hungry," Rayquaza spoke again. Heath was rather speechless. He suspected Rayquaza was now just an unfeeling hunger-announcing robot. Still, that sort of personality was quite nice. There was nothing wrong with it. Heath liked dealing with straightforward people. If Rayquaza were Gotham's Riddler, Heath thought he would probably have a breakdown. After all, riddlers ought to get out of Gotham.
Heath particularly hated people who hid meanings behind their words. For someone like him, being direct was better. Going round in circles meant having to guess. It wasn't as though they were conducting some shady transaction, so why insist on turning it into Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy? Fortunately, no one had tried that "Heavenly king covers the earth tiger" code-phrase routine with Heath so far.
"Then what would you like to eat?" Heath hesitated. He remembered that Rayquaza liked meteorites. Last time, he had used Hoopa's Golden Ring to pull out a meteorite for her, only to discover later that