Now Nikki was conflicted. She stood, staring at the woman out of the corner of her eye, yet to turn around and face her. Nikki really didn't care about what popes, the terrorism, any of the motives. Hell, we're here now because the pope thinks pride trumps beating the threat.
However, the woman had said one thing that caught Nikki's attention.
"Train them, brief them, help them grow stronger, use it's power unlock the hidden potentials of themselves and their partners..."
If Nikki knew anything, it as that training was arduous, naturally. If she could expedite that process, she could be back to take on the league again. Take the title for herself. As Nikki pondered on what to do it also occurred to her that the other people here were strong. At least at a higher level than any of the normal trainers or wild pokemon she might find in Kanto. Who better to spar against?
"When you say train us, help us, what do you mean by that? Facilities? Information? What?"