"Can't be helped that both of us don't have any Water-types," he'd muse on, seemingly unaffected by the fact that they were ill-equipped with the situation.

Normally, he'd give up. The situation was way out of their control, with little to no means of influencing the outcome of the situation. It was as Cait mentioned after all-- they couldn't have entered the shrine anyways without anything that assured their safety. He had Pokemon that could resist the heat of the fire, although even they wouldn't be able to extinguish the flames that swallowed the wooden framing of the building.

"I guess we can cut the losses and simply let the building burn down instead of risking any lives trying to salvage anything inside. Do we have everyone accounted for?"

Although he wasn't sure how many civilians were present at the time, he had received information about the profiles of the shrine maidens that readied the shrine for a festival. Most of the information were forgotten since Kyle deemed them unnecessary, though he did know the number of personnel attending the said festivity. He'd start counting the ones he could see in uniform, injured and not, before he'd grimly turn to Cait.

"Cait, we're..."

A girl was missing from the headcount, which the other people were too distressed to even figure out. He was afraid to finish the sentence, unsure of how his friend would react to it. She was prone to being reckless after all.

'That's cute'

Kyle stopped the temptation to blurt out the comment. It was such protagonist-esque decision that he couldn't help himself get amused with the girl. Perhaps it was why he manages to find himself around her most of the time. Laughter and giggles were held in as he found the situation unsuitable for the situation, though he did not manage to stop the corner of his lip to form the slightest smirk for her decision.

"Can't really dissuade you from that, huh?" he asks.

He did not really want to go in either, but compared to Cait, he was much more equipped than her in this situation. A larger stature to carry the victim should she be incapacitated, Pokemon that can withstand flames, and overall just less prone to acting out of emotions and against logic. Still, he respected her decision. After all, the other alternative was for him to go instead should he go against her.

"Take my Houndoom with you though," he adds, releasing the Fire-type from its Pokeball. "Resists flames and has the nose to distinguish human from burning wood without smoke messing up with his nose."

His Houndoom walks forward, though stops just before the entrance of the burning building. Kyle's Pokemon clearly was used to having the orders from their trainers being relinquished to other people, as the Pokemon awaited for Cait before heading in, eyes intently watching the girl.

And off Cait went.

Getting both of them inside would have been nice since it cemented the thought of teamwork and being supportive of each other even under grim circumstances. It wasn't the practical approach, however. With a huff, he started surveying the burning building from outside as soon as Cait's figure disappeared into the flames. He'd just have to do what he can instead of going for the impossible. Grabbing two Pokeballs from his arsenal, he'd release both of them at the same time.

Kyle did not have any water-types, but he does have ice-types on his disposal. The cold was something that could counteract the heat, though he couldn't exactly bring both of his Ice-types out inside the building. Outside of it was the best place he could think of where the two of them could still make a difference.

"Abomasnow, Ninetales, keep the blizzard going." Both the shinies would try to lower the temperature from the outside with a snowstorm. Additional instructions came afterwards. "Avalanche. Entrance. And you-" he turned to his Ninetales, "Freeze-Dry." It wasn't as direct as dousing the flames with water, but a shift in temperature would still do the job of weakening the flames, starting at those outside.

He'd release his Aerodactyl afterwards, using it to get a vantage point. Maybe he could spot the missing person through some window or something, he figured, and work around that information.

He landed from surveying the surrounding areas of the temple at the same time as Cait had returned. She had that look of utter defeat from her face, one that he had seen back during the invasion at Slateport. It wasn't easy to digest as looking at her gives the effect of him reflecting her expression to himself. And then she spoke.

"Are you certain of what you saw?" His voice was stern but grounded, part of him trying to urge himself to attempt to console the girl in his own way. "I got Ice-types over here trying to control the flames from outside. Are you saying that didn't help?"

He would recall his Houndoom back to its ball before whistling for his Aerodactyl to take flight once again. "I'll try to get in from the harder to reach areas this time. Maybe she's just covered in third degree burns, inhaled too much smoke... anything." The prehistoric Pokemon would take off, with Kyle reaching for its legs as a means for the Pokemon to carry himself.

Kyle would have preferred to console her instead, but he knew he wasn't equipped with a social skills that could provide just what someone needs to hear.

Cait wasn't someone who would give up easily, Kyle knew. Deep down, he knew what she probably had said were facts and any other action he was about to take would simply result to a waste of energy.

The words made him give up. They were just the ones that he needed to hear, regardless of how wrong that sounded, he supposed. He'd take his hands off of his Aerodactyl and recall the prehistoric lizard back on its ball. It's role was done, and the only thing left for them to do was to contain the damage before it could spread even further.

"We're still extinguishing the flames."

He'd stare at both of his Ice-types. A single eye contact was all it needed for the two of them to know their job. Slush and snow would start to increase in volume, and slowly, the flames would die, one ember at a time. They would put their all onto their moves, which, while may not be effective against Fire-type Pokemon, did its job just fine against actual fire.

Kyle could only watch the flames from the temple die down, unable to comfort Cait better.