Jyn felt for him, she truly did. It seemed that no matter which way he moved, he was still in tremendous pain. She did her best to accommodate him with the canteen, but there was no stopping a little spillage from occurring.

"Can you tell me what happened?", she asked, glancing down at the supplies she had on hand, pondering her next action. "Do you remember what made you crash?"

She sighed, eventually brushing some stray hair out of her eyes, her expression not dour, just concerned. "You think we can get your shirt off? I won't know the extent of your injuries unless I can see for myself."