"Ah, well... if I can get him to at least try talking to someone else aside from me, then that could be a bit easier in the future. He's had some issues with other Pokémon when his trainer tried a daycare out... so she decided to have me babysit him instead. I guess now my babysitting duties are forever here with me then, and I could use more time with him instead of my books," Cory replied while Ace continued to slowly sip on his bottle.
"So your brother's a breeder... huh. I haven't heard of those kinds of people in a while. It always made me wonder how they raised them," Cory added after he noticed the Aron's lethargic eyes sluggishly darting around the room.
"Hey umm, are you alright? You look kinda tired," The boy asked the little Pokémon, before the infant nodded at a snail's pace. The bottle's spout was carefully taken out of his mouth. The drink's contents quietly sloshed inside, while no droplets appeared to spill out from the spill resistant lid after a split second. The Aron handed the bottle back to his caretaker. The spout was swiftly closed, and the drinking container was placed back in the wheeled backpack.