Minato slowly approaches Faith, confident but not entirely certain she needs someone close to her right now. He sits down with a grunt, wincing at what he was definitely sure were quite a few magic-induced wounds; leyline exposure wasn't healthy at the best of times, even with the boosted stamina and increased durability Godslayers had, and he'd dipped into it at least three times in the past hour.
There was also the matter of being electrocuted, choked, shot, stabbed and generally thrown about like a rag-doll. He, of course, could walk it off; he'd been doing this for a long while, alone, with no help as the lone defender of Sendo, so he'd gotten used to walking off wounds, at worst going to Tsukasa or the family doctor to patch himself up. Faith wasn't faring so well, however. She'd taken quite an intense hit; Noriko had been hurt too, and everyone bar Yuki, really, himself included, but Faith was taking it the hardest. So it was with Faith he concerned himself with for the moment.
He pulls out his phone for a moment, quickly tapping away with a message for their handlers.
We'll need a ride at the next station and a clean-up crew. Definitely some medical personnel. Possible collateral damage; prep a cover-up.
He was praying that nobody had been beneath them in that fight; right now, though, his current priority was one of his ailing allies. At least that, he could do something about.
The boy exhales deeply.
"That's.....taken care of. I'll....be here, if you need anything until then. Right here, next to you."