[ Wash hates improvising. Hates not having a contingency plan, not knowing what's happening, and so he grabs for Kyna when it's clear she's not using her shield but he flinches away from the lightning. Something he won't forgive himself for easily, just like he won't for not grabbing her when she yanked him back and took point.

He can only watch as she gets clipped, is flung past him and lands badly, arm snapping under her weight. The mammoth runs after its buddies, sure, so technically that worked, but she's hurt. Bleeding heavily from the creature's teeth as well as however many places she just broke her arm in. Wash curses a blue streak and rushes to her side, kneeling beside her. ]

What the fuck were you thinking?! I said zap from behind me and dodge if we got charged! Fuck, I don't have--

[ His armor's been out of biofoam for ages, in his armor he doesn't have anything he could take off to staunch the bleeding, fuck fuck fu-- wait. He's never actually tried to heal before but there's no time to learn like a crisis situation. Sink or swim. ]

Hold still. Shit.

[ Despite how harsh his words are, his hands are firm but gentle as he lifts her weight off the busted arm and holds her. It's not comfortable with him encased in metal, but he focuses hard on the bleeding, on making it stop. He'll set her arm and get her to the clinic after she's not gushing blood. ]