[ he can feel some of that fidgeting from where Turing is behind his head; it makes him want to ease their worries even more, which means there's no time to lose. he reaches into his hoodie pocket, taking out what appears to be a small yellow and black capsule. he presses a button on its front, making it grow larger so that it goes from resting in the palm of his hand to his fingers curling over it in a grip. ]

He'll be fine. I trained him to keep cool when things get heated!

[ making sure not to put too much of his body into it in awareness of the friend on his shoulders, he throws the ball into the air. it cracks open with a flash of energy, materializing into a green dragon with hexagonal wings that immediately begin to beat to keep it airborne. ]

Flygon, we need you to do a scout over this area. If you see someone, make sure you grab them and bring 'em here!

[ the dragon nods, letting out a coo of understanding as he immediately takes off to begin his search. ]