River ducked to crouch next to Jason,to run her cheek in his neck fur in greeting. Then hopped to her feet. "I can." She nimbly dashed up the left stairs to the wardrobe room, gesturing for Jason to come with her if he wanted.
The Master reached out to check her pulse and watched to count respirations - he wasn't a doctor, but he'd done both battlefield medicine and torture enough to know if something was really off. Shock in particular, he was familiar with. He also lowered his mental shields enough to get a sense of how out of consciousness she was.