[ jude turns to face him, lips parting in surprise and then eyes flooding with concern. much like the others, he's looking pretty roughed up. ]

— oh! Of course! I'm sorry, I would have checked on you much sooner, but I'm not personally familiar with every one of the chosen twelve...

[ he rubs at the nape of his neck, awkward. ]

... Anyway, I'm Jude. Just come with me.

Will you tell me what hurts? I've seen a pretty interesting combination of different injuries, so knowing right off the bat helps a bit.