[Those brainwave patterns feel distinctly familiar, and the voice that follows confirms Deoxys' suspicions. The rock shudders violently and glows a deep red before exploding violently into large projectile fragments. Don't worry, Uxie, you can have an impromptu force-field around you courtesy of the rock-dweller here so that you don't get hit. Deoxys blinks repeatedly as his eyes adjust to the light, and he addresses Uxie.]
Uxie? What are you doing in sp-- [...wait, what? Where is this?]
no subject
Uxie? What are you doing in sp-- [...wait, what? Where is this?]