"You just collapsed onto the ground," Basil snapped, hastily kneeling by his side. He turned Jace's face toward him, almost flinching from the heat. "I think it's pretty damn obvious that you're not 'fine.'" He chewed his bottom lip, contemplating on what the wisest course of action would be; Jace wasn't fit to continue walking, but he couldn't just leave him here while he went to find help. The town was still another couple of hours away, if not longer. And he certainly couldn't carry him, even if he did leave all of the bags.