"We're almost to the spot, trust me." Skids responded in a happy tone, a bit smile on his face.
A mentorship had been something he didn't consider but since he was new to the league yet a older trainer, it seemed to give him a bit of leeway to try this. Of course, he read about the kid. They were blind sadly, so much of the world would be denied. And yet it also opened up avenues for this child. They couldn't see with their eyes but that didn't mean they couldn't see in a more unique way. They came to a more open spot and a excited 'ah hah' left Skids as he headed into the opening. He made sure no wild pokemon or people were around before that smile of his grew more and he proceded to remove his backpack. Listening to the lad's question.
"Oh no no, you don't need me to take you to catch pokemon. That's usually the first thing someone teaches another." Skids answered, his voice full of energy. "Plus you already got a good handle on that as you said, you already got yourself new party members an more."
Nope nope, he wasn't gonna force the lad through something so obvious. Skids wanted to see what the lad could do. They were a trainer for a reason, more than just their desire for it. They seemed to have a talent for it, hence being in the league so young. But Skids knew he couldn't give the boy anything helpful unless he knew just what they could do. And there was another way to figure that out rather than asking.
"I want to see what you and your pokemon can do." Skids explained as he reached into his bag, pulling out three pokeballs.
Tossing the three into the air, the sound of the pokeballs opening would sound off. A houndoom and sandygast landed easily on the ground, their distinctive cries were low and calm. And then there was a louder roar as a heavy mass landed on the ground behind Skids, the large and old salamence rested there and cast their gaze around. The large smile on Skids' face remained as he folded his arms.
"We're gonna have a pokemon battle." Skids answered finally. "We're going to do several excersises with these battles. But in order to make sure that you are being yourself and operating under your own instincts and plans, I'm not gonna say what those excersises are. Knowing what they are will make you think differently. When a trainer shows up, there's no knowing ahead of time what is going to happen. So we'll handle it sort of like that. Any questions?"
The older man's voice was full of energy and enthusiasm, despite his issues with tournaments. One on one battles were in his comfort zone still.