Very broken, Mantis responded, surprisingly not put-off by Leia's snappishness. He was known to have an extremely short temper, but these were.. extraordinary circumstances, and patience was the best tool for him here. Come. Safetey. He straightened, fingers still curled oh-so-gently around Luke's mangled ones. And then, unexpectedly, he began to rise into the air. Luke, making another distressed noise, wrapped his free hand around Mantis' skinny waist, eyes huge and empty in his face despite the way uncertainty and fear thinned his mouth.
With a slight grasping gesture of his free hand, Mantis also lifted Leia, willing them up and into the Falcon. From there, he allowed them to touch down gently, where he steered both siblings in the direction of the healer, Peter.
Much damage, Silent One, he greeted Peter mournfully, and disengaged Luke from around his waist. Can fix?