Jon followed after, trying to ignore his instinct to rush. He rushed a lot. It was easy to do when your biggest strength was your speed. But he didn't feel comfortable picking up Sophie and carrying her. He didn't feel very comfortable doing much of anything right now. Mostly he felt sick, but that might have had something to do with going from the clean, if thin, air of Mars into the nigh-toxic atmosphere of Earth.
"Where's your sister? Did she and that green dude have a fight?"