Daymon crossed his legs, and brushed his hair from his face, letting out a soft yawn. All his Pokemon besides his Skarmory were inside their balls, but all had eaten. Daymon gave a grin as he stared up at the metal bird, slowly circling the campsite gracefully, without even flapping its wings. He never asked it to, not today or ever even, so he felt glad that Skarmory was this protective. He was sure if his Marshtomp, Lairon, Mudsdale, and Kirlia had wings they'd gladly do the same. Maybe. He wasn't sure. "Hehe, I'm not from around here either, I'm from Hoenn, right around Lavaridge Town. And Teiran, you should feel lucky that you don't have a younger sister, two older sisters, and three older brothers running around your house. It's nutty when everyone is home, but usually nowadays it's only me, Daya, my two older sisters and one of my brothers..." he felt like he may have rambled a bit, but it was nice to just talk.
Daya shifted a little. "I mean, I still need to beat Hala, but other than that I have everything I really need from Melemele at the moment. And yeah, as Daymon described, sometimes our household can be living hell, it doesn't help that I get migraines easily either..." she laughed a little dryly, smiling. "I mean, I bet your family is super nice, but I bet Daymon's only interested in staying for the food..." "...that's only half true, Daya..." Daya continued, Daymon making a remark causing her to laugh again.