The burly assailant moved with dexterity that, while lacking full vigour, came unexpected to Shannon- Although presumably much less so than to Josh. Despite starting to exhale the breath he was holding in response, Shannon ceased his flurry promptly when Anthony's movement caught his eye. [i]He's sneaking. Mustn't draw attention this way; He'll see us both... And I'm told Goomy are Draconic.[/i] The mawed Pokémon had proven capable of using what was likely a Fay specialty, and Shannon was as yet unable to focus his icy powers on a single target. Risking a self-inflicted loss for Team Scarab was recklessly inappropriate. Snow crystals dissolved in Shannon's lungs and he kept quiet as Anthony struck the Chasm local with a splat and a thud. [i]Bravely done,[/i] nodded Shannon, revolving his head again. The other was no longer in shape to fight, and if it was wise, it wouldn't try. He nodded to Hex with a small smile. The skirmish was over.

Beyond that moment, however, Shannon was lost for words. Team Scarab had repelled its enemies, as such teams were required to do. The team would move on... Soon. What of the defeated Pokemon? Did the plan even include entering the depths yet? The battle had come as an interruption. Focusing on the present, he put his attention on Anthony, who was speaking. [i]Such a strange body.[/i] It was hard to judge his wellbeing, but the Goomy did look rather... Ill-congealed? Liquefied? [i]...Poorly. Poorly will do for ah damn it, no, no I must[/i] not[i] offer to carry him in the bucket, that is demeaning.[/i] Or at least... Not until he knew Anthony better. He'd wait for that. 

"I'm sure we'll wait if that is needed now," offered Shannon simply, but audibly enough for the entire team. It was a question, or at least a discussion. He fixed his tossed satchel around his shoulder. Memory rang. "...And Archibald put something in my bag for health." Fetching and holding the little blue berry lightly between his teeth, Shannon plodded over and craned his neck to drop the Oran before his new teammate. "I recognise what these are well enough. Say Josh, are you quite well? Without that water?" The Skrelp had been tossed around more than the rest of them, certainly, and now the bucket was empty. Shannon saw tooth marks and bleeding. [i]...How does he still move, then? He's upright. He's... What? Whaaat.[/i]