David
Although his stoical expression says otherwise, Balthazar is absolutely overwhelmed being amidst the presence of all these highly respected and very well-known trainers. He saw faces he never dreamt of seeing personally. Usually he'd only see those faces from behind a TV screen, but now he's given an opportunity to actually interact with these people. Raihan, Marnie, and heck, even Lance! Now, he may be just a professor's aide, but he always held these trainers in high regard.

*" . . . What the heck did I do to get invited here? "*

Balthazar muttered to himself before shaking his head upon realizing that his sentence came out a bit wrong, thinking that he sounded like he was ungrateful to be given this opportunity. He continues to stroll around the park at a slow pace, glancing at his Pokémon every now and then to make sure none of them cause anyone any sort of inconvenience. Especially Klaus, his Aegislash with a hot-blooded personality who often starts up fights with other Pokémon. His Lilligant, Kriemhild, is always accompanying him to make sure he doesn't start another riot.

Better hope that Aegislash didn't bring his troublemaker antics along with him in this vacation.
Patricia
*In an attempt to get a breath of fresh air, Bianca, alongside her team, went over to the park. With a fresh bottle of water and a sandwich in hand, Bianca sat down at a nearby bench. Her whole team was strolling around the park.*

*Emboar was trying his best, fighthing alongside Mienshao, with the two Fighthing Type Pokemon contesting against one another.*

*Stoutland was sleeping under a tree, enjoying the peace and quiet. After what she had been through, she deserved all the rest in the world.*

*Musharna was simply floating around Bianca, doing her best to keep her trainer Company. After the Team Plasma incident, Bianca was always by Musharna.*

*Simisage was socialising with other Grass Type that were in the Park.*

*And finally, Chandelure was eating a couple of berries that her owner had specifically left for her.*
David
Balthazar continued to walk at a slow pace, hands placed inside his pockets as he turned his head every once in a while to admire the scenery. He also tried to look for anyone else he might recognize. His childhood idols, for example. To think he looked up to these trainers. . . And now he actually gets a chance to meet at least one of them! Maybe that's what finally pushed Balthazar to go along with this trip, despite his lazy and conservative nature.

He eventually finds a bench where he could sit on, but before he could even approach it, it had already been occupied by a blonde woman wearing a green hat. Too slow, Balthazar. Better find somewhere else to rest those legs of yours. But wait. . .

*Something about this woman seems familiar to him.*

Maybe she might not be that person he's thinking of, but it wouldn't hurt to check, right? And besides, this is a nice opportunity to talk to someone other than his fiancée. 

" Excuse me, miss. . . "

He spoke as he approached the woman alongside Clarita, his Gardevoir. His voice sounded rather deep and monotone.

" . . . You must be Bianca, correct? "