Indigo sheepishly smiled at the Professor’s comments after heading back inside. It had been some serendipity, nothing more, he was sure. Still, he appreciated both Dan and Lukoo’s comments and encouragement.

As the professor first introduced the technology, Indigo had been about to walk out the doors without receiving anything. Stuff that heavy? No thanks! It all cleared up however when the professor revealed his joke. Indigo was disappointed in himself; [color=8882be][i]I actually believed that? Come on…[/i][/color]

The tech was pretty incredible, and as a teenager, Indigo was of course drawn to the sleek, functional looking backpack and pokedex. It acted like a [i]phone too?[/i] He wondered if he could put games on it… As he thanked Lukoo, a nagging question gnawed at his mind. How could labs just give this stuff out for free? He’d seen the models for the pokedexes and packs— they were [i]expensive,[/i] even the ones on the cheaper end of the spectrum. He knew this because when he’d started his journey, he’d looked for the models he had wanted… So who paid for this? He instantly realized it as he asked himself his question.

[color=8882be][i]Ma and Dad[/i][/color], he recognized, feeling a fresh surge of guilt. Of course— parents helped pave the way for many of their children's journeys. He was lucky, and he had nearly squandered it. He swallowed. Suppose this stuff broke? Especially with a rambunctious Torchic like his. He was supposed to be funding himself for most of his journey, at least until he somehow convinced his mother and father he wasn't a slacker. Money... He needed money. So after setting up his pokedex, he took a deep breath and faced Lukoo.

[color=8882be]"Hey Prof..."[/color] Indigo said slowly. [color=8882be]"Do you uh, well, need any help remotely or something? I mean, what I'm trying to say is-"[/color] he swallowed. [color=8882be]"Do you have any jobs for newbie trainers like me available?"[/color]