Jason mosied on behind the group, not knowing any of them really well yet. It had seemed like they had already been traveling together for a few a day or two already. The new trainer had just met them by chance and his social anxiety kept him distant from other people as well, not having anything to say or talk about anyways. Only a few remarks escaped his mouth as they walked, answering questions as they were asked but nothing more, already putting off an air of mystery.<br/><br/>"I'm fine with that," Jason said as Jackie held out a set of sticks, offering each trainer the fair chance of being partnered up. Nobody would be able to choose and fight over who they were partnered up with this. Moving forward he grabbed a single stick from her grip and kept it concealed in his hand as he stepped back. His fist tightly closed around it as he waited, not knowing what was coming next but he seemed on alert, being back in the forest putting him on guard. "As long as I am able to level up Drogon, I also have a specific pokemon I'm searching for, it is very special to me."<br/><br/>The young Trainer was looking for a Ralts, the first evolutionary form of a Gardevoir, a pokemon that had been loyal to his mother and had followed her into the next life. Jason had promised that the first chance he got he would find and capture one for her, a way of honoring her even after she was gone. They were also really strong, their psychic powers being able to crush most opponents once trained properly. A powerful counter to most types of gym leaders, a worthy friend, and partner in the Inferno's journey.<br/><br/>"Char... char," said Drogon up from on his shoulders, the words meaning nothing to Jason who only shifted his head to look at the pokemon in response. "Chaaaaar!" the little pokemon pointed at the ground, signifying that he wanted to get down. Understanding that Jason reached up and gently grasped the fire lizard, carefully setting Drogon on the ground. As soon as he hit the ground the pokemon curiously started to search around, wanting to learn more about the world he was in.<br/><br/>Though it didn't take long for the creature to wander off to the Torchic who was on guard around Jackie, sniffing at him before holding out his paw. "I'm Drogon," said the tiny Charmander, the word coming out as a bunch of chars to non-pokemon. The flame on his tail flared up, the flame licking at the air. The group of pokemon before him were the first he had actually been able to talk to in the wild so far, wild pokemon begin timider and running once they saw him. Though they were grass types with him being a Fire-type. "You are a Fire Type like me right?"