Matt tried not to let his smile falter as Regis spoke; the other boy had always been a little bit difficult for him to speak to, due to his rather flat way of acting. It was just, no matter what Matt said or did Regis wouldn’t ever give him much in return, his reactions were always so subdued it was hard to tell how he really felt about anything. Their interactions always felt kind of… business-like, in a way. Looking into those black glasses and seeing nothing but his own reflection staring back at him, he couldn’t tell if Regis was happy to see him, annoyed or anything else. Same as it had been back then.

“Oh, yeah, I’ve been pretty good I guess. I haven’t gotten up to much I guess; since moving to Coumarine I’ve just been going to school, getting to know people. Oh, I took up photography.” Matt hefted the small bag at his waist that held his camera up a bit as proof. “I was thinking of becoming a travel photographer or something after college; it would be cool to go to a bunch of different places. At least, that was the plan before Andre’s letter.”

As Regis mentioned working with his mother Matt nodded in understanding as the memories came back to him; both of his parents were talented trainers in their own rights and Regis had always planned on joining them from what he recalled. He was probably planning on going on a journey like this whether Andre sent him a letter or not, unlike Matt. “How is she? And you dad. Are they still doing the contest and trainer stuff?”

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