Carson was so relieved when they agreed that he almost went to his knees. "Thank you all," he said softly, bowing his head and crossing one hand over his chest, fist clenched tight. The world wouldn't die without a fight. He had succeeded, inasmuch as he could succeed for now. When Malia gestured for him to follow he was quick to do so, leaving the chamber behind just behind her. Once they got back to the room he finally allowed himself to relax, removing his coat and armor, stacking them up next to his backpack and weapons.<br/><br/>Then he turned to her and crossed the room, gently taking hold of her under her arms and lifting her up onto the bed. He lay her down with a little push and got up next to her, grunting softly as he took the weight off his feet. He lay next to her and hugged her close, sighing softly and deeply. "I didn't expect it to work, frankly. I did everything short of bow and beg and some of them still looked like they'd rather knife me than help me. I'm just glad they get it. I'm glad that we'll all have each other moving forward now."