Relief washing over him, Reeman nodded his head egarly at the man named B. Least someone understood him, for a little bit it seems. Hands in a flurry he began to sit down. "Vocal cords are fried, don't worry I can keep up I swear."
 One by one, more came, the place starting to become more lively causing the boy to smile. Watching them, each person just someone who was going to start their adventures, friends maybe? Or rivals, least he can tell that it was going to be fun. 

There was the boy who seemed rather distant. Another girl who pretty much sneered at the unknown, Mia was it? She reminded him of a high born from some book, someone who had everything given to her. Charlie and his Ghastly seemed to be the perfect image of a adventurer, though it seemed he could use a little conditioning like himself. Than there was Rosa, she seemed nice, clumsy sure, but not everyone could be graceful. 
Professor apple seemed to be able to common their attention. A few spoken words causing his head to snap back as though he had gears in his neck. Doe like eyes focusing and hanging on her every word as she went on about how they would be focusing on research. Introducing Lynda who seemed even more eager than he was, and B who caused the mute to worry for his safety. 

It was an interesting place to say the least. Talk of missions, research, adventure. It was all so fast and wonderful. Honestly he was half expecting to wake up and find it all as a dream. Yet when Reeman looked up, he found a set of pokeballs placed in front of them. Orbs of shining red and white, humming with the life that teemed inside. He couldn't hide the grin that began to take over his features, the sparkle in his eye as he held a hand over the pokeballs. Fingers brushing over the surface till they settled on one toward the end, solom, calm, yet full of life.
Eyes holding a gaze of peace, Remman carefully picked up the pokeball. A precious treasure lying in his hands. Closing his eyes he put it to his brow for a moment. [i]"Let's make this the start of a long friendship."[/i] He couldn't wait, yet he couldn't put it down. A deep breath escaping his lips he carefully released the creature that lay dormant inside, his breath caught, waiting in his throat. 

It was short, barely to his waist with a child like appearance. A helmet of green and red. Confusion in it's covered face as the Ralts look around it's new scene. 
He couldn't contain himself, picking the Ralts up he engulfed the creature in a hug, quite, wheezy laughter escaping him while the Ralts gave a cheerful cry. It was like he was reliving a memory of his childhood, when his neighbour introduced him to the Ralts that later became his best friend.
How? How could Professor Apple have chosen a Ralts of all pokemon? He didn't care, he simply held it out, a wide smile on his face while the pokemon gave out a cry of approval. Mouthing his words, "my name's Reeman...." He began to realize that maybe the pokemon didn't understand him.
Yet the nod from Ralts caused his fears to melt. She might not be as attuned to him as Gardivor is, but that could change. With a bit of practice they could be unstoppable in whatever they chose to do. 
Finally putting the Ralts down, the Pokemon decided to climb onto the table, looking around at the others before staying close to his side, tilting her head this way and that. He forgot how adorable a Ralts was, and just like that, he was as eager as Lynda.