She blinked and took another look at his uncertain expression, then his rangey teenage body. Obviously they needed a bit of sideways thinking. "How are you at shadow clones? Seems to me a couple could be useful, here." He wasn't hurt, exactly. Just... sleeping. Moving him wasn't really an issue. Lifting him was.

Nearly two hundred pounds of dead weight and hanging limbs. Lifting could definitely be a problem.

"I think he just needs to get some more rest, is all," she said, laying a hand over his heavily furred shoulder and petting. "We probably pushed it, today."