Chapter 338 - 338: Pure Mind
If this had been a normal conversation, clearly this was the kind of comment that kills the topic from the beginning.
Cain was slightly surprised but didn't pay much attention to it.
From the tone of her voice, he could deduce that this Pokémon called Mismagius seemed quite young.
It's likely her intellect is that of a small child.
"Ahem, I'm a human; my name is Cain," Cain replied with a slight cough, trying to ease the awkwardness.
"Human? Cain? Then, what am I?" asked Mismagius telepathically, though somewhat clumsily.
"You're a Mismagius, a type of Pokémon. Like the one next to me; he's a Slowpoke," Cain explained slowly.
"Mismagius... Slowpoke... Pokémon?" Mismagius murmured, clearly having never heard those terms before.
"I'm a Pokémon? I'm a Pokémon!" Mismagius's telepathic communication became more fluent.
Though her age didn't seem short, compared to the long lifespan of a Mismagius, she was still a child.
And, as Cain mentioned, in a place so saturated with Ghost-type energy, even a Slowpoke could reach the level of an elite Pokémon in just a few years.