The moment his hands were free, Jon has pulled them close while Tony kept the rest of him close and protected in a way Jon can't claim is one he is overly familiar with. Being offered safety and protection is mostly an experience from this world and in most cases originating from Tony. And he is thankful for that. Thankful that he can have a moment of weakness without having to suffer for it. Thankful to get a moment to whimper over the burning pain of his now partially skinned palms.

It'll heal, he knows that. But before it heals, it hurts.

Though even with all this Jon is aware that Tony is still buried under a stone shelf and he tilts his head somewhat to be able to glance up at the man, willing the pain to be less important. "Right. Let's- Let's just learn from that. And get you out from under this-" He gestures up at the pieces of rock with a bloody hand, which is a sight that has him stop himself for a moment. Then he adds: "-I brought some first aid stuff. W-we can wrap these up." And tend to whichever wounds Tony has suffered.