It pains her, but she and Zeda have talked about how until they're all in the clear, she has to reserve some of her energy. She wants nothing more than to devote every iota of her magical strength to making him feel better, but for now, all she can do is soothe the most pressing of his pains and hand off the canteen hanging on her belt with a worried smile.

From the distance, the sound of another explosion sounded, followed by a second close behind it, and after a brief pause, a third. Zeda tips her head up at the sound, cocking her head. "That's our cue, we gotta move!"

Aerith does what she can to shoulder Balthier's weight, leading them in the opposite direction of the last few booms. They follow a ringed walkway around to a second one, cutting across a series of passes, putting some distance between themselves and the explosions.

"Are you alright?" Aerith has spent their exit glancing worriedly between the path ahead and Balthier's face.