( he can tell jason's balance is off. he'd honestly be surprised if it wasn't considering the hit to the head he took. still, slowly dropping to a knee there beside him, he's careful in the way gloved fingers touch at his head — slowly turn it to get a better look more up close. )

It doesn't seem to be getting worse and far as I can tell, isn't infected.

( that had been one of his concerns when dragging him here. )

I can see in the dark fine enough. From a distance though... you need to be the eyes for that.

( to see things coming — see where they can and can't go.

dropping his hand away from jason's head, he reaches for the other water bottle. takes a moment to uncap it before he's holding it out for jason to take. )

Give me an hour. I don't need more than that.

( he does, but. he'll make do with an hour for a nap. )