Gray didn't bother with facial expressions, or a sigh when he saw the tackle about to hit Gible. He had battled quite a few trainers on his way to Kanto, and he had began noticing quite a few things about bodily functions. People often smiled or grinned when they realized that a specific strategy works, and due to his bear-trap of a mind, Gray caught on to these things relatively easy. It was like a chess game for him - and he was a master at chess. 

"...Dragon Rage." He commanded, and Gible automatically inhaled as Kimbo got within distance. Tumbling forward for momentum, Gible abruptly skidded to a stop, roaring out as a large, searing blast of pure red, blue, and yellow energy blasted from his abnormally large, fang-filled mouth, point-blank at the Scraggy.