George
Mallow was still worried and sat beside him, "It's not my business... But It's also good to help other people, and helping others is my business". She puts a hand on his shoulder and sighs, realizing she was prying. "Sorry if I'm going too far... I won't ask for your life story or for you to spill everything... But maybe just... Something small... Aside from me", she softly giggles.
William
"No." He was quick to assert. He stops himself for a moment, making sure to keep calm, as this wasn't supposed to be an *Insult-* "I appreciate the offer, but no thank you." He gives her a slight nod and moves to leave, Sylveon waking up properly as he checks to make sure he has all his pokéballs.
George
Mallow sighed and just smiled at him as he got up. "Well okay then... Nice talking to you, we should talk more this was fun", she was a little more shaky as she mentioned it being *Fun*, since she sort of ruined it. "Want to swap numbers so we can talk again?"
William
He considered this for a while. If they exchanged numbers, he could prove to Opal he really was interacting with people and not just being 'an angsty antisocial grouch.' However, he would have to *Actually* Talk to her.

Sylveon nudged his hand. He glanced down at the Pokémon for a moment and sighed, defeated. "Fine," He muttered as he pulled out his Rotom Phone.
George
Mallow smiled and took out her Rotom phone, it floated towards Bede's as it sent him her number wirelessly. "Can't wait to meet up again! I think my Applin made a connection with your Hatterene". Her applin began hoping to agree with her.
William
"I am surprised she didn't punt the poor thing," He murmurs. "Well. Perhaps we will meet again. Goodbye, Mallow." At that, he waved for the Rotom Phone to come back and he nodded towards her briefly, taking his leave. Sylveon looked back over his shoulder, chirping and waving her ribbons as farewell.