With all things said and done Solaras allowed the held breath to escape her as they entered into the chilled hallway alone- the sound of foot fall and rushed words disappearing behind them as the doors slide shut. She kept her back to him as she took another cleansing breath before turning. That anger was boxed away as she watched him grip the handrail of the hallway. Without thinking she was up close and personal with him, one hand resting on his neck and the other pushing his good shoulder so he was upright. She watched him with careful eyes until she spoke, "We can talk about my energy when you're healed. Come on." 

She moved without bothering to give him warning. She turned her back to him with one arm  finding it's way around one leg and the other around his arm as he rested against her back. Solaras stood with Joran across her back in a fireman's carry. "You know you could have fallen for me some other way right?" She teased as she stalked her way, abet a little slower than her standard pace but a steady pace none the less. 

They entered into the MedBay where her authoritative voice took over, "I have a severe close range blaster wound to the shoulder and several other minor wounds. He's lost quite a bit of blood and has a bit of a mouth on him." Several medical officers took him off of her back and placed him onto a gurney-tending to him as quickly as they could handle.

She grabbed the arm of one of the lead medical specialists with a serious look, "Keep me updated on his condition. He's a Foxtrot case. Keep him contained as best you can." The specialist looked at her with understanding before she turned and left the medical bay, many stepping out of her way as she moved to change into something more suited for her next move.