[ Yes, bird hands do look rather unsuitable for tiny puny journals. Luckily, Red (even as a ditto) doesn't go around without his bag, and so he takes a moment to shrug it from his shoulders. He decides to sit down, speaking briefly to his pokémon as he's unzipping the bag ("This might take a while") and retrieving the book.

Bringing the guide up and looking for a page to begin, he speaks in a loud and clear voice, so that the pokémon can hear him well. ]

One of the most important things to know is that this world is not your world. Many people are gathered here from different... maybe different dimensions, times and universes. Some might not be willing to accept that, right you shouldn't, but please don't harm yourselves. Um...

One of the things you notice is... oh! [ He looks up from the journal. ] Everyone gets wings when they come here - kinda. My pokémon didn't, but I did.

[ He bends forward, so Lugia can see the wings still present on him. ]

So I guess you might be okay? But you'll see humans and more with wings everywhere.