Jealousy
Cilan was never considered to be the jealous type.
He knew there were people out in the world that were better than him and others were not.
Being in Striaton City all his life, Cilan knew he would always be the best chef there. Travelers and residents alike had always praised his cooking skills along with his brothers.
Even when he left he knew that their cooking would not be the same without him.
No matter where he traveled with his companions, Cilan knew he was the best cook in their party.
But one thing bothered him. One particular thing that Ash had said bothered him.
It had happened during one evening when they settled down to eat he remembered those words.
"Man, Cilan's cooking is almost just as good as Brock's!"
Maybe Ash was only joking, he didn't know. Words like that shouldn't bother him.
For Cilan was not a jealous person.
But why did those words burn him so?