[color=mediumvioletred][b]"If you want, I could ask my Mum about it when I call her."[/b][/color]

[color=#00FFAE]“Oh, uh...word?”[/color] There was a bit of jest to Ezra’s quip about the phone, so Lizbeth’s sincere reply kinda caught him off guard. Didn’t stop his curiosity from getting the best of him, however.

[color=#00FFAE]“Yeah, okay, sure!”[/color] He replied again, giving a grin before watching the girl approach Fary. Looked like the blue-haired girl found herself in a cloud of melancholy. But the sun was out, and the day was nice. Ezra himself knew the detriment of keeping his head in those dark, metaphorical clouds. He was [i]almost[/i] a step behind Lizbeth, [i]almost[/i] ready to provide some support alongside the punky trainer.

But the thought of the weather sidetracked him some. The sun, indeed, was out. And being adorned in a sea of sweat clothes would prove to be a detriment, especially for the road ahead. Even now, he could feel the heat inside himself build, and soon he was gonna be drenched in perspiration and blinded by his big ol' shaggy mane. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Hop down for a sec, Brie.”[/color] He muttered, helping the Oshawott to the ground before removing his duffel bag. He stood back up and quickly cast off the hot clothes, pulling the large hoodie up and over his head. Goofy as ever, he was briefly lost in the article as he struggled to get his head out. 

But once that was done, he placed it in his bag before pulling on his sweatpants. Tearaway pants, naturally, that made their removal all the more convenient. 

The warm outerwear made way for what lied underneath: a fitted compression tank, dark shorts, and grey leggings. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Ah, much better. Shoulda did that from the get-go.”[/color] He stretched his arms and legs and chuckled and took on the cool wind that moved through the area. Brie was willing to assist her trainer, digging through a smaller pocket on the duffel and finding a frilly lilac hairband. 

[color=#E3CA19]“Oshaa oshaaaa.” [i]You always look like you're ready to run.[/i][/color] She mentioned, reaching up to the boy. Noticing, Ezra reached down to the young otter. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Thanks, Brie-wait. This is one of Ezzie’s hair ties. How’d this get in my stuff?”[/color] With a shrug, he used the band to keep his hair in a ponytail. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Uh, random question: Are any of us [i]from[/i] Kanto? I mean, [i]I’m[/i] from Alola. I’d be lying if I said I knew my way around...”[/color] He asked the air, getting his pack comfortable on his back. The road looked to be a no-brainer, as it looked like a natural path out of the small town. Couldn’t say the same for anything beyond that. The goth girl was clearly ready to get the show on the road and was the most gung-ho on proceeding down the path. The Litwick she conversed with caught his attention.

[color=#00FFAE]“You’re from Unova, right? It’s the only place I’ve seen Litwicks. I mean unless you got her through a trade..."[/color] Before he knew it, he found himself approaching her, just to ensure he was addressing her specifically. It was impolite to point, after all.