Desmond slowly stood as he was granted the ability to do so; Trying to follow the girl's words as she spoke, finding it overly difficult to do so. He figured it wasn't anything disrespectful though, in fact, considering the bow, it was the exact opposite. He dusted himself off, figuring mentioning his sore elbows wasn't exactly what she might have meant by hurt. "I'm fine." He replied, the words relaxing his Pokemon somewhat. 

He was about to open his mouth to speak, but paused and tensed up as a Pokemon rushed up between him and the girl. He had taken a step back as he didn't exactly know what it'd do. Fluff stood directly in front of Desmond defensively, with Pip soon following. Leaving Klauser out in the open, until he flew back up to Desmond and hid behind him.

Desmond simply observed as the girl spoke with the Dragonair seemingly named Hope about apologizing. He was going to comment that it wasn't necessary, but the Pokemon was quick to turn and look away, not seeming to plan on giving one anyways. Which was fine, as he wasn't really hurt and didn't fully understand what happened. Listening to the girl apologize and introduce herself, as well as her Pokemon, he blinked and stared, not seeing responding as even being an option. The sound of Hope's stomach brought a temporary silence that was starting to make Desmond feel somewhat ridiculous.

"I... See..." Desmond finally ended up speaking again, seeing he and her Dragonair were somewhat in the same boat. Speaking of boats, how in the world did she get launched like that? It'd have to be some force to send her barreling like she had been, and he wasn't certain of what the cause was. Of course, it was probably better that way. He decided to leave it that way.

"It's... Nice to meet you, April." He said, offering a small smile. "I'm Desmond. And these are, well, my Pokemon." He gestured towards the Herdier at his feet. "This is Pip." Soon after, he reached back and managed to grab Klauser, pulling him from his hiding place even though he screeched about it. "This here is Klauser. He;s, uh..." Desmond cringed as Klauser's wings slapped against his hand, the young man letting the Crobat return to his hiding place. "Kind of easy to scare.." He grumbled, unsure about what his problem was. He looked at Fluff for a moment, before a nervous laugh escaped him. "I think Fluff already made herself known..." 

Fluff stood there, staring. She still wasn't happy about what had happened, but refused to do anything unless Desmond gave her the okay... Or he just wasn't around. Her stare was sharp, and she didn't seem ready to stop anytime soon.