The emotion pokemon stayed silent for the whole conversation, taking in what the others said. There was a light breeze coming in, giving an air to the Kirlia's serene aura, a feeling of calmness. Yet, there was something else in the air lingering around. Negativity. It's not Serenity whom is releasing it in the air, but Tristen, the Xatu. Those deep sky blue eyes of her blinked. She finally spoke.
"Tristen, if it is that you don't want to come and help us, then so be it. Let it be known that you hadn't at least tried to have the others change our views of us. Quite frankly, I could care less if they all still don't like us even if we put our own lives on the line. However, that would only prove them as ungrateful, of which I believe not all are like. I believe that there are some people do like us, but are afraid to show it. Afraid that they'd be shunned along with us which is why they go along with the ones that had teased and ridiculed us." She said, calmly, staring at the Xatu. "You might think we're all foolish for trying, thinking that there's no hope for change. Well, you can think what you want, keep your negative thoughts. I'll be going..."
With grace, she followed the group. "Either way, we have nothing to lose..."