A grimace flashed across his features as he took in her condition. He wasn't entirely sure where to start, but he knew nothing could be accomplished safely where they were. However, she seemed rather determined to move around despite her words to the contrary. This caused him to huff.<br/><br/>"If it hurts to move, you should really think about not moving." he snarked, turning his head to check their surroundings. The house made him uneasy in the worst way, which of course meant he'd be returning once he'd helped her. Dean sighed and held up the shotgun he was still gripping as if to call her attention to it.<br/><br/>"Probably a bad idea to have you try and walk on your own. So I'll have to carry you out, if you'll let me. I'll need you to hold onto this for me though, since I'll have my hands full." he explained calmly, eyes on her and arms resting on his thighs as he squatted in front of her.