Hara was stricken with a surprise as another teen entered the fray. She quickly spun her neck to view behind her and there stood another girl who gave her name and was met with egg girl's similar response and a final pathetic whimper from the boy who looked like he wished to be anywhere but here. Hara was a nice girl, and as astute as she was with her emotional perceptions she would have gladly taken back her offer no matter how much grief she may have trying to find an appropriate challenge elsewhere. Unfortunately for Desmond, however, she was busy fumbling over her own lack of procedure. Silently she muttered a reminder to give her name before a demand and to demand a bit kinder. As she did so, she was quickly taken from the center of this archaic attempt at conversation by a new figure. One, admittedly, more flashy than her own. Hara herself could hardly keep herself from ogling the man who came walking in. He was a man, something she hadn't seen for a while being stuck with all these adolescents and so she could hardly help herself, and his words where just what she wanted to here, how else would she get better without proper training? The icing on the cake was his name.

Hara was practically bouncing with excitement, her grin as wide as it could stretch, baring that missing tooth she didn't think was coming back. Usually, she tried not to show the black void in her mouth -the fact she lost it getting headbutt by a Koffing made her all the more embarrassed. But for her first good battle since she'd been on this boat, one with hands-on guidance from a trainer at that? She could care less if she was showing off a less than pretty part of herself. It left her so excited that she almost forgot to introduce herself as she put a hand out to Wallace for a handshake.

"My word, a genuine Gym leader? It's mighty kind of you to offer to help us with our first match!" She let out with a loud and jolly tone before she continued.

"My name is Hara, Hara Kokula. And this is my trusty partner in crime: Growlithe!" She continued bobbing her head towards her pokemon still wedged between her arm. 

The fire-type had little interest in the others, too busy looking at the Mareep with a stare of blissful ignorance: open mouth panting with excitement, eyes like marbles that seemed to lack any emotion but joy, and a tail that only whipped around harder at the acknowledgement it was given by the feisty sheep on the ground. Hara quickly readjusted the small dog and cleared her throat as she turned to Desmond.

"Now, I was hoping to have a nice little battle with this kind man, but I don't want to make this a fight, you can turn down my offer Mister, uh....." She began, only to pause as she realized how little of his name she had gotten. The boy had been mumbling when he told her. She took a shot in the dark.

"Dareth?" She asked: tilted head and furrowed eyebrows ensued.