[center][h2]Richard Evans[/h2][h3]Byjerlfal City — Commercial District[/h3][/center]
When Luna landed the decisive blow against her opponent, Richard couldn't help but smile and cheer. It was a low-stakes battle, all things considered, but a win was still a win. Luna seemed to be left in a bit of shock over her victory—almost as if she hadn't expected it to come so simply—but the sound of her Trainer's voice seemed to snap her out of her own thoughts. With a smile, the Snivy ran over to Richard and, seeing him kneel down and stretch his hand out to her, returned with a gesture she had scarcely seen with the few glances she had of the other Trainers who had come and gone in the lab—a simple high five, positioned at just the right height for her to reach. 

"Good job, Luna; you did great out there," Richard said, moving to pat his partner's head before standing up again. "Thanks for the battle, Laurel. Luna seems pretty comfortable now, so we've at least got the foundation in place."

As the other girl readied to leave, though, the appearance of one Nurse Joy and the ill-fated Munchlax they had brought here moments prior drew everyone's attention. Given what was being said, it seemed like the question of who would become the glutton's caretaker was floating in the air. Laurel's initial refusal caused Richard to become the Munchlax's focus for a moment, but a brief moment of thought (and a glance at his Rotom phone to check his funds) led to the young man shaking his head. 

"I mean, all I did was help drag it over here. You're the one who did the most for it in the end, so it'd be best for it to work off it's debt in your care, right?"

Never mind that it would probably accrue a bigger one under her care, of course, but that would probably be better for it than starving on his nearly-nonexistent funds.

"I'll take it in if you really don't want to, but it seemed to gravitate towards you more than it did me, so..."

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