It's Luvander's good luck, at least, that Beast Boy makes for a much bigger and more attractive target, meaning he can actually focus on staying mounted. One bullet graces his shoulder, but that heals relatively quickly, allowing him to focus on the other boy instead. At least skin-on-skin contact isn't a problem when the other party is a dinosaur; holding on for dear life practically leaves him no choice at all.

He swears quietly when he registers the bullet wounds, knowing full well that healing them while in flight would be a terminal mistake. He focuses instead on the bleeding gash. A pained hiss behind Beast Boy and Luvander momentarily losing grip with one hand coincides neatly with the sudden disappearance of that wound. It's deeper than Luvander thought, but a clean cut; he can deal with it, and the blood loss isn't too severe, thankfully.

"I can't heal your legs until we get somewhere safe - not unless you want the bullets to stay in there." Thankfully the sounds of battle behind them are not quite as loud, meaning he doesn't have to shout himself hoarse to be heard. "Head into the forest. The mansion is their target, they have no reason to go there, and you have a tactical advantage if wer're followed."