I think so. I was asleep. [He takes the hint and uses her help to get back up, walking his hand along the piece of wall to stay steady. He feels woozy - could be the magic, could be the blood loss, could be fatigue, who even knows. She's not looking all that peppy either. He tries to take his weight off her so she doesn't have to struggle for the two of them.] It wasn't the fault of anyone on guard, though, these jackasses announced themselves pretty loud.

[Which is what the group of Death Eaters roaming nearby do as well. They've dispersed the Dementors and are now combing the edges of the forest for straggling squad members, hooting and laughing the whole way.]

Son of a bitch. [Dixon lifts his shield, then gives it a puzzled glance. The hum of magic it's had is gone. It's just a heavy metal weapon right now, devoid of any of the sorcery that provided protection.

Great timing to find out that invulnerability is finite.]