There wasn't much need. Gemma was already on her feet, and not the least bit hesitant to draw Beth back with her. Beth, who didn't sound happy to move, but not because she was moving away from Ryan. Because Gemma's hand on her ribs had found that sore point that still lingered.
She hissed quietly, and moved back, leaning against the flimsy wall, eyes intent on the bed where the doctor was tending to Ryan.