"Good, because if I had to carry you I'd make them change your codename to 'princess'." Metcalfe wraps an arm underneath Kinney's shoulders and hauls him upright as gently as possible - from the way Daniel is breathing he's probably got a few broken ribs - with his gun in the other hand.

And then he pauses, because Daniel is right. This doesn't look like Chechnya, or anywhere else Jake is familiar with, and he doesn't know where to go next.

"I was wondering that myself. It was night about half an hour ago, and I definitely wasn't close enough to get to you on foot." Regardless, they're in some kind of city, so more than likely there's a doctor he can shove currency at. Jake starts moving towards what's probably the city's center. "Do you remember how you got here?"