He was silent for a moment, taking apart those words. None of them held meaning to him.

< I am Mewtwo. >

He was horribly curious about what this "Farseer Ildraniath" was, but he couldn't ask. That would be admitting ignorance, and so admitting a weakness. Still, he could not place it on his own. She... there was something nonhuman and he couldn't just mash her into that category. Besides, he had never encountered a human psychic before. She wasn't a Pokemon, he was fairly sure of that as well. Not of a species he recognized, and there were a scarce few that could communicate on this level.

< I am looking for a way out, > he said, scowling off into the dimness of the rest of the chamber. < On my own terms. >