Sam begins to stand up, only to find that his knees are stiff and aren't cooperating as much as he'd like. Sometimes his body likes to remind him it's not exactly a spring chicken (Torchic?) anymore. Noticing that he's having trouble, Dragonite leaves its spot to grab his arm and help him up, and he gives it a grateful pat on the nose before addressing Red.

"Yes, if that's alright?" If they're going inside, Dragonite would be a bit too big to walk around comfortably, but it should be fine for walking around the city.