Joseph turned to the girl next to him, he didn't catch any of their names. However, he had one order to attend to, "Miss, if you like, you can battle with Maura. She isn't nearly as experienced as some other pokemon, you have the type advantage, and she doesn't do well in the rain. Plus, your pokemon looks enthusiastic." At the same time, his eyes glanced to the left, a girl and a snake pokemon were at the lab, puzzled that no one was there. Picking up a small rock, he threw it on the ground near him with force. Snakes could sense vibrations in the ground, and he was counting on the seemingly snake pokemon over there to catch on, he waved one of his arms to signal the other girl over. "Am I really the only guy on this?" He quietly muttered, "So much for making new "friends". Sometimes I wish my mother didn't send me here...." At the same time, he was curiously watching the battle. Seemingly, the Tackle of the one pokemon turned to an Ice move. Odd, seeing as how Tackle is a normal move. Opening his pokedex, he scanned the two pokemon battling, "Ah, so that's it, hm?" Snapping it shut, he looked at the battle again, and said, quiet enough to keep his own tone but loud enough for the others to hear, he commented to the girl next to him, "Bubble would be ineffective due to grass typing, yet a good hit would slow Lillitad down enough to get a good Refrigerated tackle on it. On the other hand, if Lillitad could hit Grasswhistle, the battle's over." He took pride in being the son of his mother. She battled against the entire Elite Four and beat them, yet she insisted on remaining a travelling trainer, for unknown reasons. Of course, watching wasn't the same as actually doing. He didn't know if the battle made it hard to think, so he tried to help both sides. Maura peeked out from under his jacket, and gave her own little battle cry to encourage the pokemon.
Noticing the annoyed look on both pokemon's faces for being hit, Joseph decided to bring a better incentive, reaching into his bag, he brought out a small device, and started fiddling with it, dropping some apricorns into it, "After we all finish our battles, you guys can just relax. I have some Aprijuice here. For the trainers, lemonade." Hopefully this would ease the tensions of the battle. On the outside his act seemed kind and generous, on the inside he was honestly afraid of incurring anyone's wrath. While he wasn't scared of girls at age 7, one of them showed him that guys like him have a weak spot. He winced as he remembered WHERE Whitney kicked him.