[How few words it takes to confirm all of his sharp misgivings. Hassan doesn't hesitate a second longer, stepping abruptly forward to interject himself between Shryke and this harassing stranger. Who does this man think he is, bringing any sort of unease into a festival intended to celebrate the bonds between people and Pokémon? Who does this fool think he is, to unsettle Shryke in a place that should give him comfort? Hassan tightens his fist, and then tenses further still at the involuntary twitch that convulses the fingers of his left hand - the surest indicator of all as to just how much this has angered him.]

I think he has made himself clear enough. Unless you would rather I find someone to escort you from the premises I suggest you make yourself scarce. Immediately.