The entirety of the morning had come together rather spectacularly.
Molly had filled out a number of papers, received an ID card, and other necessary paperwork and legal documents that were needed to qualify her as a Pokemon trainer. She felt kind of out of it, or separate from everything that was going on, but at the same time, she felt like she wanted to run outside and whoop and holler about this new step she'd taken in life.
At 18 years old, she had finally obtained her very own Pokemon - well, aside from the Wingull she used to feed back home, but this was a registered starter Pokemon, and not a random bird she'd found off the street, so to speak. She was surprised, really, that the Professor was hospitable enough to offer her a Pokemon of her own.
With this step completed, her next thought was that she really wanted to take on the Pokemon League, for sure, or at least try her best to gather some badges. But she needed to process the request being made of her.
She could see, behind the Professor, a red device laying plainly on the table. She'd heard of Pokedexes, but never seen one outside of commercials or in sitcoms on television. Only officially recognized trainers had them.
"Well, Professor," she continued, looking up at him from the other side of his desk with a confident gaze. "A Pokedex is a lot to just give someone, I think..." She played around with a fountain pen in one hand. "But if you think I'm a good fit to use it, I'd like to." The Professor was given a shy, almost nervous smile. "Maybe it'll get me out of my head a bit and give me something to do."
Elm leaned forward in his chair and picked up the device, setting its bottom against the surface he held it with just a couple fingers. Turning his eyes back to the bashful girl he smiled brightly. "This device may be a thing of science and facts, but I bet any effort to even just see one of every pokémon in this region could be a huge inspiration. Their colors, shapes, environments... some pokémon live in remote areas barely touched by us. I can't even imagine some of the landscapes." He paused, setting the pokédex back flat on his desk and pushing it across the scattered papers toward Molly.
"Stuffed up here with my work I can't go see them all, but anything you go see I get a piece of." The professor paused again to reel in his arm and lean back. The chair gave a soft squeak as weight was put on the backrest. "So it's like we're helping each other out," he finished with a light chuckle.
The scientist moved a hand to adjust the glasses on his face. Passing another gentle smile at the young trainer he hoped she would accept the device. "I've already entered Harvey's information so it's ready to go!"
"But of course you don't have to find all of them on your own. Some of the rarer ones you might only get through fellow trainers and that interaction is just as valuable. But of course I don't want too many of those, so I've set a limit for how many duplicate entries I'd accept."
((you may share up to 30 pokemon between your own characters))