Leela, Dirk, and a couple others had gone around Saffron to the safehouse, and were still on their way there when Dirk had collapsed when they'd stopped a moment. Leela herself was clutching her torso, now that the adrenaline had subsided(mostly), that kick hurt. She hoped that bastard Machoke had sent flying had broken a few bones on the way through the branches. Bellsprout had been hurt pretty badly, but wasn't out of it yet, but had still been put back in its pokeball to protect it. She'd bring it out later when she needed it.
"So,"She panted,"How much farther to the,"she panted again,"safehouse, Max? And why the hell does Alex keep doing stupid shit like this?"