He only hesitates for a short moment — but he does hesitate. Letting Cora go there on his own, while he remains here stuck in place, is... not ideal, but it's not like they have a whole lot of other options.

Law nods.

"If it looks bad... give me a signal, and I'll move you back here." He hopes he can do that much. His head seems clearer, now — but with clarity comes everything the dizziness and half-hallucinations were keeping at bay; the exhaustion, the pain from the wound.

... he needs to finish sewing himself up, and quick.