The streets of Driftveil City are peaceful and sparsely populated. A kid in a baseball cap dashes around quickly; a cop patrols at a measured rate. A golden ring full of glowing purple energy—a dimensional portal—appears briefly.
"I don't know what kind of jobs there are in this - environment. I spent my entire life expecting the military and got it."
"I hope I don't cause any offense, but...it's sad to hear that a world as advanced as yours still has war. There hasn't been a serious interstate conflict in my lifetime, and many people thought we'd put it behind us forever."
"It's not at active war, but there remains a border that needs patrolling against spies and smugglers."
"Huh! Our customs enforcement is a separate organization from our military; the latter is mostly ceremonial, since nukes and high civilian Pokemon ownership rates are the real deterrents to invasion."
"I think linear borders are less complicated to monitor than three-dimensional ones between bodies in motion."