Tommy gave a lighthearted chuckle at her comment, proceeding to inch toward her injured side, stretching out cautiously to lay hands on her arm, his eyes flickering up occasionally to gauge any reactions of pain.

"Could- Could you please help me off the ground?" She had asked, her face cast into a frown at the sight of her shoulder.

"Just as soon as I fix this." He replied, easing her arm into a 90 degree angle. "You're gonna need to see a doctor about any other potential injuries that may of been caused by this...." He added, beginning to pull at her wrist whilst his other hand held her elbow to help guide the head of the humerus back into the socket. "And who knows how far the nearest one is." He finished, the arm making an odd clicking sound unlike anything he had heard before, he really hoped he hadn't severed any blood vessels in her upper arm like he had when he performed this procedure on an old Scavver buddy of his. [i] Poor bastard had to have it amputated after it turned blue n' shit. [/i] He recollected with a frown, moving his hands back to his side so he could push off the ground to his feet. "Is it feeling alright? Can you move it again?" He asked, focusing extra hard as he began to feel light headed from standing too fast. [I] And from losing all that blood,... you fucking moron. [/i] His brain reminded him, it was for damn sure being an asshole today.

With a shake of his head and a heavy squint of his eyes, the world steadied and his body felt more tangible again, his sense of feeling returning, especially for the wound in his side. [i] Hell, I'mma need a doctor too. [/i] But there was no use in showing pain now, especially considering there was another who needed help, so he extended his hands to help the lady up.