The father accepted the help without hesitation, grimacing only slightly on the descent. Whether from his aching chest, or just having the ground rattle and shift that he's wary about falling, it's uncertain.

"R-Right..."

By the time they would reach even ground, Naomi had flagged down further help: one person to help transport the son while he rested, and a second hurried over to help the father move to a safer location.

"Thank you," the father says, nodding to Ryouma.