Another point made with which he might have agreed, but this time, Masanori would breach no verbal agreement. Talking evidently came with slick red consequences and his medical knowledge was limited. It wasn't his function, after all. Mind, he knew something of basic first-aid to make due on the field, but this was different. Ami needed a medic and while he was many things, he most certainly wasn't that.

"Take your time," he offered, continuing with diligence to match her pace as his thoughts sharpened.

Her aunt would need to be informed. He would take care of that. Shisui and Itsuki would no doubt be shadowing them, so that wasn't a major concern. Her breathing, though...