"Of course I can." Being careful of his obviously injured forearm and acknowledging his previously healing shoulder, Court expertly wrapped around John to ensure he was nothing but steady. In the back of her mind she knew he could make the rest of the trek himself, though a small part of her was selfishly pleased he'd accepted her help. It was no secret she liked to be needed, and it gave her a bit of grounding power now when it would be all too easy to spin off into her feelings, if she let herself.

"I'm glad you're... not hurt worse." It's obvious John's in no way okay, but that he isn't in immediate danger anymore has the knots in her stomach slowly start to unfurl.