[He is wondering vaguely what sort of war this guy has been through, because he either looks like he's been through one or a particularly unpleasant prison riot. But that doesn't seem like some good introductory questions. Hank, who is in his mid-fifties, has another hell about him. He's doing better, but he's still got the 'depressed hobo' aesthetic.]

Yeah, they straight up stole a confused grandma. Apparently, Halloween puts them in a mood.

My partner switched with another guy, too. It didn't happen to me, I just got front row seats to the shitshow. [Which has opened a whole other can of worms that he has yet to address.]

Just let me know what Pokecenter you'd like me to send it to.