Tristan had been looking over the supplies in his bag when the next trainer appeared, she was using the gear of a pokemon ranger and Tristan decided it made plenty of sense. When Legendary pokemon go missing obviously they would want to investigate. Brushing off his shorts he stood up and extended his had "Tristan Row, and you are?"<br/><br/>A second voice sounded then and Tristan gave a resigned sigh Naomi was indeed a gifted Trainer and he would welcome the chance to battle her if and when she ever took on the Johto league. As a former champion it was more than likely their paths would cross, however he had always found her personality harder to deal with than he liked. He turned to face her but was instantly enveloped in a hug "oof" he grunted. One of the Pokeballs on his belt burst open and his Typhlosion came out as if ready for battle, ghostly blue flames flaring up upon its back however the moment it saw who was 'attacking' his master the challenging roar seemed to die in its throat "ty?" It asked questioningly.<br/><br/>Tristan heard the third voice soon after but was still being crushed by Naomi to respond "Naomi, can't breath" he gasped