[At the baby Pokemon's explanation, the Sylveon lowers her guard and wears an expression of concern, standing normally and slowly approaching.]

"That's troubling. I'm strong enough to face most trainers, so let me help. Trainers often set up camps around here. I know of one that's close, and it might be the one you're looking for."]

[Gon doesn't eat much. He doesn't have much energy left to use his rocks, either, so an escape plan seemed too risky. The big Houndoom snarls at him, making his fur stand on end as he remembers what it did to him.

"Alright, Baked Beans. It's training time."]