The very idea of the Rockets still operating made Blacky's fur bristle. But she'd heard about what happened in Johto; it was just as likely to happen in other places as well. But in a place so close to where Giovanni was staying? There was no way such a thing was going on without him having a hand in it.

"I don't know how to feel about having to pretend to be one of them." Well, she didn't know how to word her disgust coherently, anyway. "But if it's necessary..."