Jack gingerly helped Mrs. Rowle to her feet and hovered very close by as she attempted a couple steps. He was immediately ready to support her when she stumbled and despite himself, chuckled quietly at her oath. He had to admire her determination, but the last thing he wanted was for her to get even more hurt.

"Let me," he offered as he made sure his bag was secure around his other shoulder before he bent to place one arm beneath Mrs. Rowle's knees and the other securely at her back. He scooped her up deftly, used to moving patients around and more than capable of carrying her. Jack tried to do his best to settle her against him, trying not to jostle her too much, before setting out back the way he came at a slow pace. He didn't want to aggravate any pain she was already in and so tried to move as smoothly as possible. "Doing alright?" He asked after a few moments of walking in silence.