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Luke had a Pidgeot of his own to train, and he was looking forward to working with Leste a little more. The bird had a kind disposition and was often eager to please, but she also had a bit of a lazy streak and a tendency for stubbornness in addition to her inexperience with battle. The runaway noble also had the thought that he could practice with the flying-type on the matter of riding. He remembered briefly taking transport on Rosie's Pidgeot and thought of it as an invaluable skill. Maybe she would have some recommendations on how to condition Leste for such a task...

The thoughts had Luke moving at a fairly quick pace, a slight excitement in his expression and in his step. These days he usually trained by himself, and while it was effective enough in its own right, he was eager to work with someone else again - especially if that someone was Rosie, who had first inspired him to begin taking training and battle seriously.

The familiar cry of a Pidgeot and the form of broad wings rising in the distance affirmed that Luke was still heading the right way, and, as he increased his gait to a light jog, it was not much longer before he joined the girl and her pokemon, raising a hand in greeting to accompany a simple "hey."

He gave a short nod to acknowledge Perdy before responding with a smile of his own, his posture shifting to reflect the confidence of his demeanor, "You know it!" A hand strayed to the pokeballs at his belt; his team as well had seemed to enjoy the idea of training with someone else when he'd told them - except Tenebrae, but it was hard to get Tenebrae excited over much of anything so that was to be expected.

Nodding, he plucked the premier ball from the line and hit the release, allowing Leste to spread her broad wings. The Pidgeot cooed a polite hello to Perdy.

"Sure, good to go," he said, absently running a hand down the bird's neck before mirroring Rosie and climbing on between her wings. "Uh, me and Leste haven't done much flying though... so we may be a bit shaky." A simultaneous excuse for the poor performance he was grudgingly ready to give and a subtle request for advice on the task. Leste shifted her wings uncertainly as if to add merit to her trainer's words.

"Oh, uh, well sure," he agreed, his words half-hearted but his tone quite appreciative. It wasn't like he needed help or anything... just that Rosie was more experienced, so he didn't have any reason not to listen to her. Or that was the stupid excuse he gave himself, anyway. Stupid as it was, though, he couldn't seem to get away from the habit. Well, whatever.

Luke studied the trainer and pokemon pair as they alighted, then directed his attention to his own Pidgeot, "Okay, Leste, let's follow them."

The bird's response was hesitant at best, but she obediently beat her long wings until she was off the ground, pursuing the other flying-type at a careful pace. Luke, stifling a brief cry of surprise as the rush of motion threatened to push him from his perch, quickly readjusted his position to something more secure and comfortable. Leste seemed to appreciate the shift as well, and she fluttered her wings happily, if not a bit laboriously - the extra weight was a strange and difficult adjustment, and she quickly lost distance on the more experienced flyers.

Luke nodded at Rosie's advice, relaying his understanding to Leste, "You heard her; just do what you think is best." It made sense, after all, to trust the thing that had had wings all its life to know flying inside and out. Luke was a little wary to invest that much trust in a pokemon that he hadn't known but for some months, but he didn't really have all that much choice in the matter now - they were already dangerously high above the ground.

Indeed, the scenery was almost startling in its sheer awesomeness. Certainly Luke had noticed the mountains and forests before and had appreciated their beauty, but never like this. He could only breathe out an impressed "damn," though the impressiveness ebbed away when he realized said scenery was coming closer; Leste was losing altitude. He patted her side in encouragement, "Come on, Leste, keep it up."

The Pidgeot put all her focus into the task, but her stamina wasn't up to par with what was required of her. An uncomfortable "geooo" was her warning to her trainer that she wouldn't be able to keep it up quite as long as he asked of her. Luke caught onto this through the tone of her cry and the shift in her overall demeanor and called over the noise of the wind to Rosie, "Can we set down a while? I think Leste needs a break."