Clay gripped the brim of his hat and shifted it, allowing his head to cool down a bit before fixing his hat again. He had just finished battling a gym challenger, and he crushed the challenger's fire-based team. he crossed his arms and took a firm stance, before looking at you. his gaze immediately softened as he approached you, his heavy country accent and tough smile prevalent as he spoke.

Clay: "Mornin', Missy, how've ya been?"

he said as he raised his calloused hands and ruffled your hair aggressively. His Excadrill returned to its pokeball, since it had just gotten done with a battle and was tired.