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Nakio leaned back against a tree as he looked at the map in his PokeNav, seeing all the towns and such nearby. He wondered where him and his pokemon should go after this visit. He's just returned from seeing his parents at their old house and he'd already gave a long hello to his old friend. He switched to the phone on it and looked at the numbers. He only had his mom, dad, and Brandon...

"Wow, that's kind of sad..." He thought aloud, his Hitmonchan looking up. He looked over to his two pokemon that were out, Spade and Leif. The third that he kept with him was always in his pokeball. He didn't trust that it was safe to let it out, just because of it's pokedex entry. He made both return to their pokeballs as second later, but Hitmonchan managed to get out again. "What the..."

Hitmonchan walked to the other side of the tree and sat down.

"Uh..."

He stopped and looked at her for a moment, surprised at how random her appearance seemed to be. He took her hand and kissed it lightly.
"Bonjour~." He said, raising his head. Hitmonchan looked over, then turned away, seeming to lose interest. He smiled a bit, adding. "My name is Nakio." It was a habit of his to introduce himself to anyone he met, whether or not it was really a good idea.

He smiled at her comment, standing up straight at 5'9". He heard her question and looked over at Hitmonchan, which seemed to get a bit of attention from people all around. He was happy about that though, he liked the attention it brought to him, since the attention didn't seem bad.

"Yeah, that's my Hitmonchan." He said cheerily. He looked at her for a second.
"Can I assume you're a trainer too?" It wasn't too hard to figure out that he probably was, but he didn't see any pokeballs at her waist.

He watched as a small, green pokemon appeared next the pink-haired girl. He smiled and kneeled down to waved his hand at the Chikorita.
"Hi there, Chikorita!" He said as happily as he said most things. He stood up again and looked at the girl once more.
"How long have you been a trainer, by the way?" He wondered, because the Chikorita seemed somewhat close to its trainer, but the girl didn't seem to have that elitist attitude experienced trainers seemed to have. Or at least, the ones he'd met before. He had only been a trainer for awhile, and his catching of Hitmonchan was almost pure luck. That, or his father's Diglett's skill. Oh well, it didn't matter now. He definately believed in his skills now.

He nodded as she answered, then stopped for a moment as she asked her own question. He wondered if he should answer.

"I've only been a trainer for a bit, less than two months." He then remembered how he just ran off with a Diglett on a single journey and returned with a Hitmonchan. Who would've guessed? He brushed his hair to the left as he leaned back into the tree. Then, quickly in his head, he started to wonder who it was he was talking to. He knew her name, two of her pokemon, and she'd been a trainer for quite awhile. She took a step towards him, and he simply stood, eyes on hers.

He looked back behind him, at where he seemed to be looking. He thought back and remembered a few months ago, when he'd left on his first adventure. He smiled, feeling happy about how well things seemed to go for the most part. He's caught a pokemon to call his own, since he never considered the Diglett that his father had 'loaned' to him as his own pokemon. The little Diglett only listened to him because of an order from his father. And now, he kept the little mole pokemon at home with his family. It was okay, he thought. Little Spade preferred being there either way. He closed his eyes and let a slow breath blow out through his lips.

"Well, I got as far as Cove Town before I got lonely and went back." His face showed the signs of a forced smile, but he shook it off. "I came back to see if any of my old friends would want to come with me on the next journey. It's more fun that way, no?" He asked, turned his head to face her once more, eyes slightly narrowed, but not in an intimidating way.

He listened to her answer and noticed a small hint of her sadness. He felt sorry for her when he saw her face like that, it was odd.. He was also a tad surprised that she'd share her fears to him to openly. A lot of people kept to themselves such thoughts, and if they didn't, they were usually the young ones without any worries. He opened his mouth to answer, but nothing came out on the first time. He stopped and took a small, slow breath. He flipped his hair to the side with his hand and smiled his smile, which always seemed to find its way to his face, despite what he felt. He thought it'd make everyone happier it there was someone to smile and cheer them up when they needed.

"Well, I know you just met me, but if you want to go and you need someone to go with..." He voice lowered a bit at the end, but he continued. "Well, you could go with me." He said, showing it as more of a request than an add-on. If she said yes, he's actually prefer finding a few more people, though. It's always more fun with a few more people. "As you said... or hinted at? Things are more fun with friends, no?"