"You're more useful if you can actually do the 'pick up' in 'pick up and run'," he says, echoing her thoughts. "You can still flex all your fingers, right?"

As he approaches he plugs in the space heater and turns it on, noting with some satisfaction that it's nearly silent. Good. They can stay relatively warm without attracting enemies, and the house has electricity. Not that they'll turn on the lights and alert the whole world that they're there at night.

"I mean, I don't got my kit, but if it needs something warm or cold applied to it we might be able to manage that. Keep a towel by the heater or something." He could probably make a sling or splint for her out of materials around the house if she needed it, but he figures Diana wants to advertise her injury as little as possible. And if it's dislocated, he might be able to pop it back into place.