Mewtwo's answer, as usual, seemed to be silence at first. His tail curled, and he stepped closer to the window, giving only a cursory glance to the weaponry inside.

A mental snort came after that. Hmph. I have no need for such things. My power is my own.

Still, the curiosity of the boy was almost tangible, and Mewtwo finally tilted his head, an obvious gesture at the shop. Look, if you must.