"I... Suppose." Desmond commented, not exactly sharing the concern with Jason over the fact Rudy didn't have a Pokémon. It didn't seem like too big of a deal, even if it was a little different for someone his age. He shrugged with indifference, simply continuing to listen to the conversation going on in front of him between Rudy and the Professor, waiting to see the verdict. Which soon came, with Rudy accepting the offer of trying to find his own Pokémon. Was there a partner for everyone in this very lab? It appeared to be time to find out. Though, footsteps caught his attention, and he looked back to notice somebody approaching. His eyes widened in surprise, as he nearly spouted out his thoughts, but managed to keep them to himself. [I]'Is that a member of the Blake Family? Here?'[/I] He looked back to the Professor, keeping quiet through his moment of shock. He had momentarily seen her as he was picking up supplies in Gateon Port before, and had heard a bit about the family during his travels, but hadn't expected to take a tour with such an individual. [I]'Guess the Professor attracts all sorts of people here.'[/I]

Happy to see Rudy accept his offer, Professor Michael glanced back at the door leading into the daycare, before looking back at the young boy. "It brings a warm feeling to my heart knowing that one of these little Pokémon will have somebody to especially watch over it, and give it the attention it deserves. No reason to waste any time, why don't we go ahead and go inside-"

Michael paused, as Elizabeth stepped up to the group. A small chill went down his spine, as she apologized for being late and introduced herself. He hadn't expected such a visitor, this was honestly surprising. "I-It's quite alright." he stuttered, scratching the back of his head, a mildly nervous feeling overcoming him. "It's a pleasure to have you with us. You came at a good time, actually. We were about to enter our Lab's daycare facility, and the Pokemon will be exceptionally happy to meet all of you, I'm sure of it. Of course, there's still much of our Lab to see, so we cannot stay for too long. The entrance is just over here."

The Professor bit his lip as he turned, thoughts rushing through his head. [I]'She must be Mr. Blake's daughter... Intimidating, for such a young girl.'[/I] He thought, though soon pushed past it as he made his way for the Daycare's entrance.

As soon as the door opened, a lot of the Pokemon turned their attention to the door. Each stared as Michael and the group behind him entered, some happy, some cautious of so many new faces. Though after a few moments, some went back to what they were doing. A small group of Poochyena pups ran up to the Professor, pushing each-other out of the way to get attention. Michael crouched down and laughed a little as he began petting them. "These little ones are still a tad too young to be given out to trainers, but once they are old enough, I trust they will find partners that they will be very loyal to." He looked back at Rudy, a big smile on his face as the pups were tickling his hands by licking them as he continued giving them attention. "Take your time, Rudy. Even if you don't find one right now, we can certainly return before you leave and spend more time looking." He didn't want the boy to feel like he might be short on time, though he addressed the others as well with his next words. "Feel free to ask the breeders here anything involving these little guys. They'll help you if they can."

Desmond nodded, slowly walking towards a sleeping Slakoth that was hanging from a post on the wall. He observed it, wondering if it was missing out on everyone being here, or it just didn't care. As he got closer, it opened one eye and glanced at him, letting out a slow, dramatic yawn. Desmond smiled. "Guess you were asleep, huh?" He asked, and stood there in wait of a response. It took the Slakoth a moment to even nod in response, making the conversation between it and him to be quite awkward. The Slakoth slowly extended an arm out and wrapped it around Desmond's neck, before taking it's other arm and doing the same thing. It released it's grip it's legs had on the post, instead hanging from Desmond's neck and starring at him with it's tired expression. It was almost like a hug, and Desmond's eyes looked away from the Pokemon out of sheer embarrassment as it smiled, seeming content where it was.