"...Yeah tha's th' point." He looks rather grim, so it's definitely...well. Honestly it doesn't really match the mood for any of what Eva's thinking. "It ain't like 'whoops' bad. ...It's 'horror' bad. Like...the creepy, brain-related kind."

Psychologically bad, is what he's trying to say.

Anyway. "...Ehh, prob'bly not th' way you'd think. We had a few in Alola- durin' some, I got t' use some herdin' experience even! ...Then there was th' time there was Alcremie everywhere...they're like, livin' piles 'f whipped cream. Real weird." A swarm of farm animals is one thing. But a swarm of...whipped cream??? Alright.