Brock did not care where the gun was pointed only that there was a GUN and guns shot BULLETS and bullets KILLED PEOPLE.
He could feasibly answer a lot of questions. "What kind of Pokemon am I". "What type". "What moves do I know". "What are those delicious-smelling things in the basket". Of course the mysterious, pants-wearing, gun-toting Golduck would ask the one question Brock had already established as unanswerable.
"Well. You're not a duck, technically. You're a kind of Pokemon called a Golduck."
killed by his one weakness. bullets. from a gun.
He could feasibly answer a lot of questions. "What kind of Pokemon am I". "What type". "What moves do I know". "What are those delicious-smelling things in the basket". Of course the mysterious, pants-wearing, gun-toting Golduck would ask the one question Brock had already established as unanswerable.
"Well. You're not a duck, technically. You're a kind of Pokemon called a Golduck."