[Tobias is watching, and there's a giant bear at his side. Rachel the Ursaring puts a hand on his shoulder, since Tobias is getting angrier and angrier. He doesn't speak up much, but this... this can't stand.]

[He marches over to the stage, Rachel following him. She shoots an apologetic look at Blake's Pokémon.]

Every world's different, so 'real world' doesn't mean much here. But you're not the only one who's helped people and I know you're not the only one who was at that big battle.

[His voice drops a bit, and he sets his shoulders, trying to find his words. He's not good at this. He's not a politician, he's not a speechmaker... but he's seen enough.]

... You might have been at the 'front lines', but how many really hard decisions have you had to make? How many people have you had to... kill to save other people? How many sentient lives have you taken with your own hands? And I mean really with your own hands. Not with a gun that lets you stand back from the action, not by picking up meat from the supermarket. Up close and personal.

A leader has to make decisions on who lives and who dies, and... you don't talk like the kind of person who can really make those choices.