"...I don't know." As much as he wished he had an answer for that, he didn't. He just honestly didn't know. It bothered him a lot, considering he was the one to bring it up. He stared at that flicker of a smile and furrowed his brow, not really liking what it was he was seeing. "I wish I did but..." Bulba continued to frown and he shook his head.

"I just hate seeing you like this," he finally admitted. Bulba pushed himself up into a sitting position besides Char, staring hard at his knees. "Maybe it's not my place to say it, but I don't think you should have to follow it. You might not have out muscled Max, but who the heck even can when he's not pretending to be a Charizard? Or anything else for that matter." Bulba paused, realizing he was mostly just rambling now. "That doesn't make you weak. It makes you an entirely sane individual.

"Heck, if you got it because he didn't think you were on his level, maybe that's a kind of a demented blessing in a really screwed up douchebag kind of way. I don't know..."