Sam just laughs at that, though he is touched by her concern.

"It wouldn't be the first time I've gotten hurt for the sake of science... it tends to happen when you work with wild Pokemon." In other words, please don't worry about him; he's been around the block a few times and can take care of himself. "It's a moot point by now, anyway. It's healing up nicely. I appreciate your concern, though. Thank you."

Standing up again, he moves back to one end of the couch.

"Should we try to see if we can move this, then? Or we waiting for more help to arrive?" He doesn't see anything else they might need to wait for; if she wants this thing moved, there's no time like the present.