Shaun shivered. He didn't know if Tentacool were poisonous (He knew what Tentacool were, they were old Pokemon), but they should probably get looked at by Nurse Joy.

He stared at Blake's hand and then past it up at him as if the hand was another stinger and he didn't know whether he was supposed to take it or not. The man who killed his father had just saved Shaun's life. Pulled him from the water. Wrestled him away from a Tentacool. Saved a boy who hated him. It didn't...fit. Blake was a police officer, yes, but so was the man who had trapped him in that well - had left all those other boys there to die before him.

Calvin climbed up to perch on his shoulder, and after a moment of thought Shaun reached up and took it, climbing shakily and unsteadily to his feet. He favored his hurt ankle, but he could hobble on it if he had someone to lean on. Maybe. Most of the way. He took his backpack off and fished around inside for Susie's Pokeball, letting the Floatzel out in a flash of light. The starter was immediately concerned over her trainer, and supported Shaun's injured side all the while starting in on Calvin in harsh tones. The baby pokemon started crying almost immediately, chattering back at her in anger and frustration.

Shaun didn't really seem in any shape to tell them to knock it off.