The three of you walk towards the apartment, going slowly as Jemma was struggling to stay conscious. At one point, she stumbled and fell. You caught her before she hit the ground.
"Would you like me to carry you?" you asked. She nods weakly, as she puts her arms around your neck. You continued carrying her into the apartment building, expecting weird looks since you were wearing greek style armour and were carrying two blades, but as you crossed the threshold to where they could see you, you were no longer wearing it. Instead wearing a blue dress, though you could still feel the blades at your sides, even if you didn't appear to be wearing them anymore.
You could tell Mike had a thousand questions, but his concern for Jemma and getting her well was currently overriding it. On entering the apartment, you went towards your bedroom door, reaching to where your pocket would be if you were still wearing pants, and found a pocket, taking out a key and unlocking the door. You tucked a now-sleeping Jemma into your bed to get her warm, then quietly closed the door.