"I can think of a few species for whom that would not necessarily be the case, but-"

A handful of mushrooms are lobbed in his direction. Somehow, he manages to catch them all with only his forearms, and without disturbing his existing pile.

"-the odds are in our favor. I do wish I had my bag and TMs with me when we were taken..."

Not that he can do much about that now, lost as they are.