Grout was enjoying the silence, just sitting there and taking it all in. Going back to the main land, it felt like almost a betrayal to him. His family sacrificed everything, even themselves to get him here and what do you know, hes going back. The melancholy was coming back in force, was he making a mistake? His train of thought was cut off when the riolu from earlier came up and asked him if he could fight. 

Looking at the riolu Grout could tell that he knew that fighting was apart of what he was. Even while talking to him the guy was training a bit. Thinking it rude to leave a question unanswered, Grout said "I know how to fight, its kind of a requirement back on the mainland. But all I can really do is headbutt and body slam, I'm not going to get arms until my final evolution and for now my mouth is only good for eating minerals." With a sigh Grout knew he seemed unimpressive, its just a fact. At his current state, Grout was just better at being a shield as his iron skin would protect the smaller group members. Looking at the riolu Grout asked "I never got your name, mines Grout." with a little bit more pep than he used to have.