His attention was quickly drawn by the signals given by the pokemon, especially the familiar yip of Luda in the distance.

And just as they got closer, the light illuminating from John's Pokegear, highlighting familiar dark locks and pale skin and... Are those his glasses on the floor--

And is that blood glistening in the light of his screen?!

"John!" Dave didn't hesitate, immediately moving forward as he came to realize his best friend was unconscious on the floor. He sped past Rose, dropping to his knees quickly to grab hold of his friend, raising a hand to smack lightly at the side of his face.

"Dude, dude. Wake up. This isn't really the choice place to take a nap."

... Despite the fact that he was bleeding.

He glanced up at Rose, shades threatening to fall from his frame.

"Call someone. He's bleeding."