Leo froze as he heard the older man's voice, turning to face him with a blank look for a second. Then, he shook his head. "I was...uh...there's another Pokemon here?" It was phrased as a question, worried it wouldn't be a good enough reason to the elite trainer. He wasn't blind. He could see the man was begrudgingly humoring them. He didn't want to be here. He would probably rather be facing down the best of the best that had already earned their badges. Instead, he got a girl who was eager to make a strong team and see the world along with a boy who couldn't keep up and really just wanted to observe every Pokemon they came across.

Thankfully, the response was saved as he heard Terra chirp up, bounding out from behind a tree. The concern forgotten and replaced with a new one, Leo turned back, watching her bound away again. "Ah, sorry," he muttered before following after her. She was sniffing at another figure, a small feathered one with drooped eyes. It let out a small, weak cry, one of the large eyes looking up to him weakly. It had some bruises, its brown feathers ruffled and singed from the electrical burns it suffered. He cursed quietly to himself as he crouched down beside the Hoothoot.

"Do I have any Potions on me?" he muttered to himself, pulling his bookbag around to start going through it. As he was, though, seeming to be of a similar line of thought, Terra had moved over, seeming to find something of interest on Leo's belt. Pulling away, she had one of his Pokeballs in her mouth. It grew to its normal size as she hit a mechanism and hopped back in surprise, chirping her irritation.

Leo glanced down and his eyes lit up. "Pokecenter. Right. That makes sense." He grabbed the ball and placed it in front of the Hoothoot. "Hey, little buddy. I can get you fixed up. Just need you to get in here for a little bit." Hoothoot looked at the trainer skeptically, clearly untrusting of this human, but not being able to move away.

Terra chimed in again, bounding around to his other side. She nudged the Pokeball a bit closer. The Hoothoot sagged a bit, but reached forward to tap the button on the center. Enveloped in red light, it let out another sad hoot before shifting away into the ball, the light going out almost immediately with no fight left in it.