Emmeline only had a basic grasp of healing, but what she did know, she contributed. She knew a few things from her Auror days, how to stop bleeding and heal a broken bone, but her own accident had mostly just added a sense of worry about whether Hestia would remain conscious. She stayed out of the way once it became apparent that she really didn't have much to contribute to the healing process, but kept looking in on her friend, worried about her.
Once she heard that Hestia was awake and feeling up to answering questions, she chose her moment, and went in to visit her. She sat beside Hestia, placing a cool hand on her head to mentally check her temperature. "How are you feeling?" she asked quietly, since that was the most important thing.
They were safe for the moment, because no one had known the location of this house until today, and Emmeline had checked the wards with the young boy who had greeted them here, finding them rather good and strong despite the age of the wizards who had apparently put them up. It was good to see talent like that in the younger generations, though; it meant that they had a good chance of surviving all this and bringing a brighter future to the wizarding world.