"Not as much as it was." She hopes, at least, that he'll be able to put some weight on it, maybe if she leans him on his shoulder. She pauses for a second, listening, trying to hear if anyone's approaching, but decides it fruitless and turns back to him. "Do you want to try at least? If we stay here, there will be worse things than broken bones."

She's trying not to sound nervous for his sake, but she has good reason to be cautious. She's already lost people important to her, she's not going to lose more.