[Oh, look who it is. Yosuke is now in Cherrygrove City, drenched from head to toe - his hair, his clothing. He's even notably missing his trademark headphones, which he managed to stash away before the rain completely destroyed them. He's standing under the awning of a shop, ready to go in an try and finagle himself some dry clothes.]

[Before doing that, of course, he switches the video on, looking mildly frustrated.]

Yo...

So is it always like this here? It's practically been raining since I got here, and these torrential downpours... [He's gotten used to the weather not being like this following canon events, so he's a bit uneasy about days of rains] Ugh, anyways. Guess it doesn't matter now that I got here. But man, what I wouldn't give to be warm and dry right now...

[He pauses, and then sneezes right into the camera. Oops. Someone's getting sick!]

Sorry, I guess-- [And he's interrupted once again, this time by what looks like two huge blades RIGHT in front of his face.] GAH! DA-DAMMIT, CHIE, DON'T THAT!

SCCCCCCCCCYTHER!! SCY SCY SCY SCY! [Yes, his Pokémon is laughing him.]

What the hell! C-come on, you know those things are dangerous!! I'm gonna end up being killed by my own Pokémon, aren't I? Nngh.

[Another pause. OH RIGHT. Talking to people. Not the Pokémon. He squirms a little, trying to avoid death by Scyther blades hugging him. Which doesn't entirely work as it's now cut slightly into his chest.]

A-anyways... Kanji? You're, uh... still here, right? I'll meet you at the Center soon. I just need to get some- [Another sneeze!] ...dry clothes. And maybe shower or something. I gotta give these guys a rest too. So I guess I'll see you in a bit.

[He offers an unsure wave into the camera before cutting the feed. Now. To actually do said things -- feel free to run into him anywhere along the way!]