Dom looked up to notice that Pietro was talking to him.
"What?...Oh, it's fine," he said, brushing it off.
They hurt, sure, but Wanda was hurt more. He focused all his energy otherwise he'd notice what poor shape he was in too. All the effects of the gas seemed to be gone, but he was shivering and his hands ached. The extreme use of his powers left him tired and drained but he kept thinking Wanda Wanda Wanda and he could still stand, still help, still keep digging up more adrenaline to keep him going.