The guy was just standing there inspecting, when suddenly he’s being called by someone. The man blinked a little, hearing sound-waves directed at him indicating speech, and he turned to look at the source. A… young and fierce-looking  boy, quite in-line for how he’d himself imagine a new Pokémon Trainer should look, with suitable quirkiness. Of course that would be the kind which called out to an odd stranger. He chuckled at the amusing typicality. Only polite to respond that, isn’t it?

[color=EF284F]‘Do not worry, young hopeful.’[/color] He replied. [color=EF284F]‘I have business in the lab. It is not the same business as yours, but it does leave me waiting all the same. As for watching young hopefuls, it’s simply a nostalgic thing for an adult to watch children getting ready for their fateful journey. Can you blame me? As someone who only comes by Pureplain City rarely and with all that's been going on, it’s a refreshing sight. Fu-fu.’[/color] He chuckled, confident he had given reasonable enough an excuse for his presence here.