Jason wasn't sure what to do, he was little more than just confused about what had just happened.  And pain rocked throughout his entire body, so he just laid there on his back with cold water lapping at his lower body.  Against his side he could feel Kitsune nuzzling into his side, her drenched fur doing nothing to help his soaked cloths.  Not that it mattered at all, he was thankful she was alright after that crash, and was here to provide him with her warmth.<br/><br/>It was while he was just laying there, looking up at the ceiling of the cave that he noticed the movement up there.  It took him a moment to focus on it, hitting your head can do that, but he finally did and noticed the Zubats covering the ceiling.  He knew enough to know that they weren't trapped in a cave with no way out.  But beyond that he didn't listen to much of anything until he heard others talking, and their voices cleared up in his mind.<br/><br/>One of them mentioned about gathering towards the center of the cave, and he thought about it.  Deciding it was a good idea in the end.  Even though the slightest movements hurt, Jason rolled himself off his back and onto this stomach.  Is was a chore, but in the end he was able to push himself up off the sand and onto his arms so he could get his legs under him.  Each slight move caused his body to cry out in pain, and made him groan loudly.<br/><br/>As soon as her master started moving, the vulpix looked up at him, and called out in a very worried tone before she stood up as well to stay by his side, and provide what support she could.   She was so worried about him, and thought he was trying to move was a mistake.  Pus she had noticed all the other Pokemon in the cavern, and couldn’t help but glare at them all suspiciously, too worried about her injured trainer to be nice to any of the cave dwellers.<br/><br/>Jason finally was able to get onto his knees and just paused there while resting on his hands and knees, letting the pain die down as much as it would.  After a moment he struggled up to his feet.  Pushing off the ground first before he struggled to get his feet under him.  First one, then the other before he stood on them both.  So far so good.<br/><br/>It was only with his first step that he stumbled before catching himself, and moving forward slowly towards the center.  It was when he met up with the first one that he let himself fall to the sand again to rest.<b>“Ow... that hurt way too much.”</b>once he was back down on the ground he actually took stock of himself, and looked at his arms.  He had no serious injuries, but it looked like his arms had been cut by some flying glass while he protected his head.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>