Daine nods again, pleased he's caught on so quickly. The state of his leg is less pleasing, and she shuffles forward a foot so he'll have less ground to cover before reaching her.

"Secret helps," the darking says, stretching out an arm toward Andrew to offer its support. Daine isn't sure just how much additional weight Secret can take on, but then again, she knows as little about darkings as she can get away with due to the uncomfortable fact that they're from her future. Anyway, it's not as if Andrew is all the large or heavy in his current state. She can probably carry him on her back without trouble so long as he doesn't slide around too much, and Secret can stop that from happening... assuming Andrew doesn't balk at being secured.

Crouching as low to the ground as she can, she opens her wings a little and gives Andrew an inquiring look, wondering what he thinks of the idea of riding on her back. It won't be too comfortable, but if he's hurt already, it's a moot point. At least flying will get him to the TARDIS soonest.