Jennifer
His golden eyes were wide as he listened to Morgan give a quick summary of the Pokémon. One that changed its appearance with seasons? Amazing! He wanted to learn *So* Much more. What was their habitat? Their typing? Most of all, what was their behavior like around other members? Or humans? Hop was about to go on an entire ramble with those questions leading him into it.

"Right *Now?*" Hop whined, seeing that Raihan had already took out his Rotomphone for pictures. Hop did enjoy taking them, but this was supposed to be a *Learning* Time, not a picture time! He didn't let it get to him though. After pocketing his own phone, he looked over to Raihan. Of course he was going to give him a big smile for the picture. Oh, it seems like the Pokemon was returned. So he guessed that was that. 

While Morgan greeted Raihan, Hop looked over to Emet. He wasn't *As* Tall as Raihan (who would be though?) but he sure did look tall! Plus, his clothing was pretty familiar. "Are you from Galar too? Your outfit is really similar to the ones there." He pushes up his glasses a bit before looking back up. "Emet, right? I'm Hop! Brother of Champion Leon, but also Professor Sonia's assistant!" He put his hands on his hips and gave a confident grin. What, it was something to be proud to basically have two titles.
Blanca
Raihan expected to get a *Video* From the lot, but a photo to start this crazed battle would be fine too. "Nice to meetcha too, Morgan," He tried to sound as formally as he could. Seeing that the other is holding out his hand, Raihan removes his right from his pocket before firmly grasping onto Morgan's. "Sorry to interrupt ya. Didn't expect ya to withdraw your Pokémon or anything." He rubs his nape, his way of showing his shame. Some of these elites are maniacs in Pokémon battling. He's not sure if these two are, but the fact Morgan came over to greet him was a good sign. Letting go, he looks over to the quieter one. "Emet? Gotcha—"

That's when Hop started talking a mile a minute! Guess the kid isn't too wrong, what with this Emet having clothes that closely resembles Galar's fashion. Vaguely Leon's. "Cool down, little brother," He says but doesn't make an effort to stop Hop from being so completely proud of himself. "It'll be a quick one and then ya two go on and duke it out, 'kay?" He'd turn from the three and Rotomphone floats higher in the sky so that it could capture everyone in a selfie. Actually, Raihan had to round them all up together. "Get closer—there!" Was it right for Raihan to get in their bubbles like this? Maybe not, but that's what a group selfie is! Emet and Morgan are next to each other and Hop the nearest to the screen. And Raihan is like that backdrop tree in the background. It would count down: 3... 2... 1... *Rawr*.

"Wehe, I'll hashtag your guys' name so don't worry 'bout the fame~" Rotomphone flew back to Raihan as he expertly tap on it for filter and tags and such. He glances at the group selfie on the screen and cups his mouth to muffle laughter. "Ya guys look so...!" He fans his fingers at them, not finishing his sentence. "'Kay, go ahead, go ahead now." Now that *That* Was over with, the non-Galarians could go on and do what they want. Was it battling?
James
It shouldn't have been picture time _or_ learning time. It was suppose to be battle time but the muses have a funny way of ensuring his ticket on the boredom express. He'll seriously end up dying from the lack of battles. Then he'll come back and haunt his elite four for thinking sending him would enlighten him. Buncha arses. The 'hole lot of 'em.

He didn't get too much time to scowl at his memories until he was physically assaulted by _**Words**_, how do you assault someone with words? Emet's not sure but, boy oh boy is it happening. "I-" He can't manage to get a word in. Can't even say 'shut up' or 'are you done' or even 'please no more...' He's just caught up in this kid's surf and it's annoyingly effective. Hop reminds him of one of his elite four - a fairy themed gaby eho talks way more then this lil'talking monster. 

In a last ditch effort, Emet holds a finger againat his lips and furrows his brows at Hop, _Leon's brother_. When a second passes and he's not getting bombarded with questions, he sighs gratefully. "I'm not galarian. I'm from gaia." He doesn't mention being champion. He doubts people here would hesitate if he said he was but he's not willing to take that chance. So he distracts him, "...Yer pretty impressive in a battle. Leon must be proud." 

Emet has no time to elaborate because soon they're all getting swept up by another storm - Raihan. The man shoves them all into a picture with a smile and counts down quickly before the champion can fully prepare himself and act nonchalant. When he's caught off guard only one thing happens... He raises a single hand and gives a soft smile as it curls into Raihan's signature move. Soon it's over and he's kinda embarrassed. Great. Bored and embarrased. What a combo.
Jennifer
Of course, a second of silence was just a second that Hop *Could* Talk in. He needed a moment to catch his breath so he did so. With that, his mouth merely opened before a finger was pressed to it. Hop blinked in surprise and tilted his head to the side. He only asked a couple of questions. And if he wasn't doing it they'd still he standing here all awkward. 

"Gaia? I can't say I've heard of that place..." He puts a hand on his chin and ponders on it. He snapped out of it when he was given the compliment about his battling! Well, there was probably a little truth in it. "Heh, thanks! But I'm hardly more than an ace trainer. I don't do much battling for sport anymore either." He rubbed the back of his head. Course he still had his team, but their help was really to round up other Pokémon than to defeat them. Anyway, this wasn't about Hop, this was about the other two. 

"Where is it, Gaia, I mean. Is it close to Galar?" He was still wondering why his outfit had such a similar style to the one back home. "Have you been to Galar before? A lot of people like to buy replicas of them, like how you buy an outfit of your favorite gym leader! Or... Wait..."

Being the bespectacled and observant boy he was, maybe Emet was a champion *Too.* 
"Say, are you the champion of your region? Because I know lots of them were invited to the island first! It'd made sense, wouldn't it? Also since leaders tend to wear their types on their uniforms!" 
Maybe that was just a Galarian thing though. Oh, there he went. They were supposed to have a battle and Hop was keeping them from it. 

"Oops, sorry! Uh, if you two are going to battle then I'll get out of the way!" 
With that statement, he moves to the side. He stands next to Raihan again and wonders if he plans on staying for the battle or not.