[Masato nods and takes the cup, taking a small sip. Unsweetened and hot... it's a very nice strong brew, too. He's almost surprised that Ren got a hold of such a tea--when he mentions the reason he was over. With a sigh, Masato just sat down.]

...my pokémon killed everyone. My... Karrablast, especially.

[He took a sip of tea, but recounting the dream had his fingers trembling immediately. Setting the cup down on the bedside table, he folded his hands in his lap.]

It... I... I'm not even sure how to describe it except... brutal.