"My timing's impeccable, I know," he'd dryly respond to her first statement.

He figured he could probably just look in the internet should she not know (which isn't the case most likely). Still, eyes widened when she mentioned possessing such knowledge, turning around with interest. "Nice!" He knew he dragged the right girl along. She seemed to be the responsible kind of person, one that could take the lead. Best case scenario was that she does everything needed to get the materials they need.

"Definitely lucky," he'd repeat, nodding his head in agreement. "Just take the lead and I'll see what I can do to help."

Shame was not something he felt when it meant having his work cut for him. All he needed to do was to state his willingness to do what he can and it was enough to take the guilt off of his chest. Besides, it was him that asked for her help and she agreed. She was bound to a verbal contract that justified him relying on her, or something like that.

"If you ever need something specific, I can always get my Mightyena out. He can differentiate Pokemon species by their scents. I dunno if that works with plants, but yeah."

She probably has everything down anyways, but at least he can say that he didn't try to contribute after this.

Kyle stared at his Pokemon for a few moments, before coming back to Ash. "Yeah, of course. That's what I'm here for."

He'd nudge his Mightyena close to the spot that Ash pertained to, with the canine doing work immediately after being pushed to a direction. Nose would stick to the ground, taking in any scent they may find and extracting the certain Budew aroma from the mixture of odors from the forest floors. An easy enough job, considering that the Pokemon they were finding for were from the variety of Grass-types that actually smelled good without having an overly pungent smell.

The Mightyena raises his head as he finished, barking once to alert both Kyle and Ash, before moving his nose back to the ground. It started to move as it sniffed, leading them to where the nest of Budew were.

"What are we doing with the Budew when we get them? Rip their leaves off?"

An icebreaker of sorts. The Mightyena's pacing was much faster than some untrained canine asked to track a scent, but then again, Kyle did not know whether the task of finding their nest would take too long. Apparently, it didn't. It only took a few minutes before they were finally at where the Budew were, with his Mightyena giving a softer bark, tail wagging as it did its job. It earned the Dark-type a pat on the head.

"Here we are, I guess."

It was a well hidden place that one couldn't have imagined would house a bunch of Grass-types, but they found it nonetheless.

"Thank you for giving me the easy part, I guess."

Receiving the piece of paper, Kyle would take the time to attempt to read what was written. He had expected something scientific or technical, but thankfully, it was all simple. It was much less of a hassle to gather compared to the Budew leaves, he imagined. He'd have the help of Ash's Ivysaur to get him through the task, thankfully, which probably meant all he had to do was to use his opposable thumbs, which was an Ivysaur's weakness when it came to foraging.

"It's you and me now, Ivy." It wasn't the Ivysaur's nickname. "We're going to have fun getting these things. Mostly you though."

He'd turn to his Mightyena for a moment. "You keep miss Redgrave company, Bravo." Kyle went to gather what was needed after the quick instruction for the Dark-type.

The trail of Grass-types went with him as he followed the lead of the Ivysaur to the outskirts of their nest, a soft humming tune from the Budew kept the mood light and easy as well. He'd set off, leaving Ash for a while, as he started gathering the rest of the ingredients for the medicine. Most of it were herbs and flowers, probably for tea, but Kyle never questioned it nevertheless.

They would come back with the procured ingredients for the concoction. It wouldn't take them long to locate where the rest of the ingredients they needed were, thanks to her Ivysaur. No moment was wasted with the Grass-type and the two of them would have the indicated amount at hand by the time they reached Ash in her little makeshift station.

"Hello, hello," he'd greet as they approached. "We're back."

The Ivysaur hands its trainer the objects they gathered. Kyle figured he'd rather have the enthusiastic Grass-type hand over the things they had to its trainer instead. Those were the last pieces of the solution to complete the remedy. They'll finish the task soon enough, most of it thanks to Ash. Like the kid with the least amount of participation in a school project, Kyle tries to help in the menial things.

"Ah! I'll contact the client now. Let them know that we're good now."

He'd take out his phone and started to attempt to get reception in the middle of the forest.