[ lance would be lying if he wasn't also keen to battle raihan, and see just how good the gym leader of hammerlocke was . . . but blue tends to take these things to a level that lance finds a little exhausting, so he remains quiet, to let blue put on his little show as he sips his drink. and lance allows his eyes to wander, catching sight of dragonite and offering his partner a warm smile when blue suddenly whips around to stare at him.
he's about to ask what when he tunes back into the conversation, and he blinks before glancing down at his own outfit. ]
That . . .
[ oh dear. and lance shrugs a little, sipping his drink]
no subject
he's about to ask what when he tunes back into the conversation, and he blinks before glancing down at his own outfit. ]
That . . .
[ oh dear. and lance shrugs a little, sipping his drink]
I trained at Hammerlocke, when I was younger.
[ as if that explains.
literally fucking anything, lance. ]