"I see..." N sighed "I did remember you were a bit more pacifistic than the other members, you were also really quiet. I guess that's why you stood out to me more than other members besides the Sages, the Shadow Triade, my sisters, and....father."
Hierophant compresses his lips some, having remembered sensing a darker intention from their leader, and soon overhearing how he was using the liberation concept to make himself the sole owner of Pokemon everywhere. He almost regretted not getting involved with taking the leader down, having spent most of the fight back at home, sharing his experiences with his friends and convincing them to lessen their reliance on Pokeballs to emergencies and where walking Pokemon were restricted.
He wanted to say something, but senses some commotion coming from the Pokemon Center. Compressing his lips in concern, he looks towards N.
"I should go check up on my friend's Arcanine. He hasn't had the best recovery since being thrown through the roof of the Pokemon Center, and I'm worried his concern over the whereabouts of Danny might make him hurt himself trying to get free."
He then makes his way out of the building only to suddenly notice one of the officers acting somewhat odd and eager from the rest. Though the neck-long hair didn't grab his attention (knowing that any person would dye their hair regardless of how old they are), the oddly familiar card on his back did.
Realizing that Excalibur may be fuming over the fact that one of the officer's has Danny stuck to his back, he decides to go over and ask him for it back, not getting a good enough reading through his Tarot energy to realize he wasn't part of the force.
"Excuse me," he began, grabbing the blue haired officer's attention as he snaps his head over to him, "I'm not sure you're aware, but there's a card sticking out of your back. If you could just hand it back to me, I'll-"
The officer suddenly panics and points to Hierophant, "Officers! Arrest that kid! He's trying to use his witchcraft to free the culprit!"
Hierophant flinches before nearby officers reacted and pounced on him, forcing him to his knees as he struggles to get free, "W-wait a minute! I didn't do anything!"
As the scuffle was going on, the officer slowly and silently backs towards the car they re-confined Quickie to, keeping his hands pressed tightly behind his back, concealing the card plastered against it.