A dark, bitter laugh came from the Dark-Type and she glared at him. "Save me your self pity, I don't want to believe I gauged your strength incorrectly." she hissed a little at the end. "Let me guess, you were betrayed, used, got your beliefs twisted as you were forced to serve knowingly or unknowingly." she scowled. "You aren't, and won't be the only one who's had to go through something like that, assuming that's what you've been through. But if you have nothing better to do, please enlighten me?"