He watches her as she stumbles and sighs, coming up closer to her. "You're either resistant to magic, or were near death before I cast rejuvenate." 

He kneels down briefly, sweeping her off of her fet and into his arms, where he held her gently. "...chances are...fairly decent. I can't cast anything fancy though, so it might not get us very far before I run out of magic."

He nods forward, "I just need a visible target. and.."

He tenses slightly, keeping a firm grip on her. "[color=92278f]Teleport[/color]"

In the blink of an eye, they were on a new section of road, though it seemed very similar, there was a tree with a branch overhanging next to them that wasnt before. He grits his teeth, "...in my state. I can probably cast...three more."