"I'm not expecting you to." Her voice is quiet. Her body feels lighter now that she isn't supporting his weight, but she hurts badly enough that she isn't sure it matters.

She swallows thickly and takes some water from the bag. She drinks half before gently pressing it to his lips and gently tipping it in. She's not sure his hands work well enough right now for him to do it himself.

"I'm going to fight them. If nothing else, they'll have supplies we need. Don't make any noise no matter what you hear, okay?"