"You'll overexert yourself," he replies quickly, brow creasing with concern. Yes, he wants to help Law with this, but he doesn't want Law to kill himself trying to help others (and yes, oh, the irony).

But he knows the determination in his voice, knows just how goddamned stubborn the both of them can be and he doesn't really want to butt heads here in the hallway where Law looks like he could be minutes from passing out again. So he looks over his shoulder, then offers, "I'll go in. You stay here. If anyone is that bad off, I'll bring them to you."

It's a compromise he doesn't want to make, but he can see he probably doesn't have much choice.