Bucky doesn't get much of a response out of Doc until he makes a serious effort of trying to move him. That and a combination of the smoke and the heat gets a couple of laboured wheezes and coughs followed by a pained groan out of the cowboy.

Doc squirms and kicks unhelpfully, not fully aware of what's happening, unable to piece together what happened just prior to the explosion and kicking a few particles of sand towards the ruins of what's left of 1307 where the moonshine house once stood.

"Wyno-" Wynonna. Wynonna. What muscle tone and plated arm you have. He swallows thickly and narrows his eyes at a face he recognises to belong to Mister Barnes. "...Bucky." Don't mind him, Doc's just exhausted, he might just lie down and burn into a crisp a while.