"E-Eh?" Desmond blinked, listening to her carefully. Her offer was rather strait-forward, and to the point. He could continue in the direction he was going, possibly in worse condition than he was in money-wise, or he could agree to her offer of companionship and head back towards home after some time spent here. He figured if he managed to battle Viola and win, he'd be ready to head back anyways. But if he failed, then there was no point in going back. He'd certainly not be able to defeat Grant, and his progress would be halted. Leading to a lot of time possibly being wasted. 

"Aah..." He thought about it, but kept a rather strait face. "I'll think about it." He answered, unable to find himself making a good decision as of now. In his mind, it all was riding on Viola and how their battle went... Though things were always destined to change, so anything could possibly change his decision in the long run of things. He had time to sit on it, so he would.

Nodding as she suggested heading inside the Trainer School, he followed her quietly, though not before returning his Pokemon to their Pokeballs in a few swift motions. "I'll let you guys out later, but I worry about you all being out indoors." He spoke softly, attaching the pokeballs to his belt once his Pokemon were returned. He then was quick to head inside.

He observed the area; noticing it was quite void of people. Odd, but he didn't know how things operated, so he didn't say anything as she called out for one Mr. Pike, whom he'd apparently need to meet. He became more aware of the path in front of him as he heard footsteps; From around a corner came a middle-aged man, somewhat short. He wore thick-rimmed glasses and had an oddly poofy-looking mustache. He also seemed to go a little bit over on the weight factor of things, but that wasn't any of Desmond's concern. He had been clearing his throat since turning the corner, and soon stopped once he was within typical speaking distance.

Desmond could only assume this man was Mr. Pike, the one April was calling out for.

[B]"Ms. Stone? I'm surprised to see you here! If I recall correctly you were planning on venturing off, yes? What brings you here?"[/B] He pushed his glasses up, curiously observing Desmond for a moment. [B]"And who's this young man?"[/B] He added the question as he looked around at the rather empty school, narrow eyes hidden behind his glasses.