"Let's get this covered up and then I'll take a look." Jack pressed gently against the cut. It hadn't been bleeding too badly, so he wasn't too concerned, but he didn't want any dirt to get into it either. "I wasn't worried in the slightest." Jack offered, trying to be optimistic, the wry smile not quite meeting his eyes. If he had magic available to him, this would be a lot easier, but as it was, he could only go off the muggle medicine he'd learned.

He was concerned about the pain in her ribs, but without his usual diagnostic spells at his disposal, he was at a bit of a loss. He couldn't go poking and prodding too hard, lest he make things worse, and for that reason, he also didn't want to try and remove any layers that happened to be providing some helpful constriction. "I'm afraid there isn't much I can do for it, until I get you to the hospital. Without magic, I don't want to exacerbate anything." Jack rummaged through his bag for a moment. "I don't know if this will work, but why don't you try, hopefully it'll help." The pain potion might be as useless as the rest of his normal supplies and if it was, he had another thing he could try, but he was a little hesitant. If nothing else he could make her more comfortable before he started to attempt to get her out of his Merlin forsaken hole.

Jack uncorked the potion and held it out to her, moving to get the canteen of water he had as a chaser.