I'd say it more depends on how you're faring once we've got this more manageable.

[ John's mouth turns down into a frown. He doesn't like the uncertainty but he understands it. He doesn't like the idea of being stuck out there out of the range of aid with her hurt as she is. Right now, he doesn't have to chance the barmy idea of opening a portal, but he might have to consider it as a contingency. ]

Good luck in this town.

[ A chance at humor that he doesn't really feel. No, he's too tense for all that and too focused on seeing what he can do for her. Once the jacket is free, it is just the ruined shirt failing at covering anything up. His jaw tenses and he reaches up to gently touch her shoulder, away from the wounds. ]

It doesn't look like it tickles, love. I'll get the kit.