He was too happy to help her up--in fact, once he realized how injured she really was, he lifted her off her feet entirely to carry her back toward the Wood House. "As soon as I can," he said, soft and certain. "That TRIMos thing we found--it works. They used it on me when I was brought back. I still had to spend some time recovering, but I guess it did most of the work for me. Cleaned me up, patched the holes, fixed the damage it could. We'll get you there quicklike. Fix you right up, love. You'll be right as rain." The first few drops of rain pattered down as he carried her inside.<br/><br/>He took her to her bed and set her down on it, then sat next to her, scratching at his beard. Tears still tumbled down his cheeks, but he was at least more in control now. "I'll shave this away if you want me to, but I'm not leaving this room. I'm not leaving your side for more than a minute." Carson shook his head slowly and leaned back in his chair, both hands rubbing fitfully at his entire face. "The last two weeks have just been hell... I'm still having a hard time believing this is all true. Luke said something--something about Max finding you? What's happened all this time here, I want to know everything."