"What?" Hilda asked, trying her hardest to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out of her eyes.
"I'm leaving. I can't stay." N told her, his back to her.
"No! You can't!" Hilda said, she was waiting for the person in front of her to reply. She had to find a way to convince him to stay.
"No I can't, Hilda! There's nothing left for me here!"
"What about your friends?! Don't they matter?" She watched him turn around. She knew she shouldn't have brought the Pokemon N had befriended into this, but too late for that now.
"I'll take them with me. I just can't remain here forever. There isn't anything for me anymore." He looked at her, his eyes filled with sorrow. "You showed me a world that I would have never seen. You showed me that POkemon and people need each other. And, most of all, you showed me that Team Plasma was only hurting them. You showed me what I had been doing wrong. I must pay for what I've done."
She wanted to beg him to stay in the Unova. Hilda wanted to help him in any way she could. However, she just couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Good-bye, Hilda. I wish you well." N said, climbing onto Zekrom's back. The Dragon that represented Ideals roared.
"No! Please! Don't go!" Hilda yelled, but the sound of her voice was lost in the replying roar of Reshiram at her side. She couldn't tear her eyes away from N and his Dragon. They held her absolute attention.
Then the two took off, she couldn't fight her tears anymore. Hilda fell to her knees, crying. Then she lay on her stomach on the cold stone floor, her face buried in her arms. She lay there for a while, crying.
When she finally stopped, she lay there for a minute, thinking. That's when the truth hit her like a ton of bricks.
She would never see N again.
Hilda began to cry again.