"Good. Didn't fancy trying to pick up your boy scout trophies and get you out of here," she joked, then put an arm around him to slowly help him get upright. He was still a little in and out of consciousness, and she'd get him a painkiller as soon as she could, but she needed him not higher than a kite right now.

"Should be clear from here to the perimeter, although I'm not going to swear to that. Can you shoot with that hand if you need to?"