Iris was on the verge of argument. The nurse's outfit was great for the period but once they got out of the Hôpital, she was going to stand out and so was James. However, she saw her bag on the floor by her gurney so by the time she was upright and moving, she changed her mind. "Bossy, aren't they?" she told her companion, giving her a tired smile that was meant to be encouraging. James looked fatigued and worried, and Iris could tell she was tense and unhappy. Missing someone, probably. She didn't ask.
While a little disoriented from the pain and the fact she couldn't lift her arm, Iris was otherwise relatively stable and she only leaned on James a couple times before she was ready to go.