Can he come out here? If you've got broken ribs, with the way you're already merrily bleeding out from a hole in your head that shouldn't be there, you really shouldn't move much...

[He crouches down and doesn't hesitate when he reaches out and sets his hands on either side of Jake's ribcage, gently. He puts the slightest amount of pressure, methodically, down each individual rib to figure out which ones are worse off.] I'm probably gonna need you to take off your shirt to get you braced and bandaged.