[Souji hardly even has to ask for help, because it's terribly obvious he needs it. As soon as he says the words they got me, Ian's striding towards him with the very real intention of checking him over.
He holds his free hand out easily, fully expecting Souji to take it so he can help support his weight. Unseen, Ian's concerned eyes are flicking quickly over his friend's body, searching for any sign of injury. At least he doesn't seem to have had the same personality transplant that King received...?]
How have you felt, since they got you?
[Because... well, other than the physical stuff, finding out what it is they took is going to be an important part of figuring all this out.]