Almost completely on queue, the nurse joy approached the table and handed Sigurd his pokeman back with that same gleeful expression on her face. He nodded in thanks and looked down at the two balls containing his pokemon. Even with that smile on his face he wasn't truly being honest how losing his first battle felt. While it was exciting to battle and he learned from this, he still hated the taste of defeat. Every trainer hopes to start their journey on a good note, not on getting their ass handed to him. With a flick of his wrists, the two pokeballs were flung high into the air and released a flash of light that brought out his Scraggy and Piplup. "Y'all feeling better?" The two pokemon nodded rather lack lusterless from disappointment of losing their battle. 

"Sounds like you had a fun start. Caught any pokemon on route one?" Sigurd ask with genuine curiosity.