Giving Cami a weak, tired smile, he tried to nod, although Jason wasn't entirely sure the effort was effective.
He followed behind, taking Alli's other hand in one of his own reflexively and listened dumbly as Cami asked for directions and continued to hold the reins to lead them to the medical bay. If he'd been a little less out of it, he'd have been annoyed that he wasn't being the man and taking charge for her. After all, Cami was injured, too, and she shouldn't have to be leading the effort. At least not on her own.
Jason's eyes slid lazily away from the back of Cami's head and toward a new face; a nurse. She was looking him in the eye, flashing a penlight in his face. "'m fine," he mumbled groggily. "She's worse off," he added, giving a vague gesture in his girlfriend's direction.