[b][color=fff200]~Ryley Grisdoe~[/color][/b]

Ryley glanced at Fern to see how she was doing. She was standing by his side, and seemed to be content with listening. He turned his attention back to the boy as he introduced himself.

[color=0072bc]“Hey, the name's Alexander Elric, but just call me Alex, it's much easier. And here, take these.”[/color]

As Alex finished introducing himself, he handed Blake’s Swinub and Fern a couple of pokeblocks. That was really nice of him. Ryley hadn’t intended to ask for one, but his introduction must have sounded like it. Well, can’t change the past. It’d be rude to look a gift-ponyta in the mouth, so he gladly accepted the gift. Fern did too, as she savored the flavor of the sweet treat.

[color=fff200]“Thanks!”[/color]

Ryley was about to continue when he heard something a bit odd. Was… Was that someone singing? He turned his head and found the source to be a newcomer. So this must be the eighth trainer. He seemed to be a nice guy, though Ryley’s judgement may have been based on the melodious voice more than the person. Ryley noted his choice of starter, a totodile. Big biters, as he recalled. 

Before he could continue his train of thought, he was interrupted once again, but this time by Professor Elm. Ryley watched as  the professor set out a few supplies for their journey, and welcomed them to use them. One of the professor’s last lines caught Ryley’s attention. [b]“If anything happened to any of you…”[/b] A reminder of the danger being a trainer entailed. A reminder of why he was becoming a trainer in the first place. 

Ryley turned towards Alex and Blake, gave a short nod, and headed towards the table to grab one of the first aid kits. Fern’s abilities could help make the medicines inside a bit stronger, so it seemed like a smart choice to carry one of the kits. Once the kit had been obtained, he headed back to Alex and Blake.