[Hilbert lets out a small yelp at the sudden and unexpected arrival, turning to face him while reaching for a pokeball just in case... except oh right, he doesn't have them. Rats. Time to move on to Plan B!

...except he doesn't have a Plan B, whoops.]

Wh, who the hell are you? [when in doubt, why not just repeat the stranger's question back at him... oh wait no that's a stupid idea! Especially if this is the person respsonbiel...] Wait a second, are you the one that kidnapped us?

I don't care about that right now, just give me back my Pokemon! You have them, right?

[ooc: fine with me! in fact, much appreciated.]