[Almost everything about that statement made him pause. The Altaria. Alcin. A name that like his original trainers, Voile tried not to think too much of. Not because of any dislike. Well, none for the pokemon. Simply because those memories were so painful that not even on the worst day did Voile feel like dragging himself through the mud.

If he hadn't been so pallid already, he would have blanched.

But Alcin was behind him. Delian was behind him. All of those individuals, pokemon and people alike, were behind him. And sometimes Voile wanted to erase them completely from the mind's existence. Good memories weren't enough of an incentive to hold onto because what good did memories do when they only left him aching?

He cleared his throat when he realised he'd gone silent.]

No. It wasn't like that. I had mostly sisters when I was real young, before my trainer. A couple of brothers, but it's been a long time, so I don't even remember their faces or their voices.

[The question wasn't answered, but despite the way Voile wanted to reach for the closest thing and rip it into shreds, composition was kept. And for what it was worth, Voile had missed Alcin probably in a way he'd never missed anyone before. A shame he never said it to Altaria when he was there.]