Naruto bit down on his own lip, putting the axe he'd carried with them to the side as he walked over to help Sakura pick her up - more or less pulling Asuka completely into his arms so she wouldn't have to worry about helping to carry the small girl on top of controlling her emotions. He was quiet, carefully maneuvering her and wincing when he saw her arm was bruised and twisted - seemingly to the point of dislocation. She would definitely need to be healed some when she woke up the next night.
Pausing to look down at Sakura for a moment, he stretched out the arm that was hooked under Asuka's legs to offer her a hand up. He didn't really know what else to do. It made him feel rather helpless to just watch her be upset and that didn't settle very well with him at all. He knew, however, that right in that moment, getting back to their hotel room and staying safe was the best thing that they could do.