“I take it you’re a challenger?”
Grusha starts, speaking in a steady and monotone voice. His thick scarf is covering his mouth and part of his nose, making his speech a little muffled.
“My name’s Grusha. I’m a snowboarder. Used to be pro, actually. Now I’m a Gym Leader.”
He tugs a little at his collar, shoving his other gloved hand deep into his pocket.