His head was spinning with thoughts as he carried her back up the short path, then across the meadow to the cabin. Anger seathed just below the surface, but he didn't let it show. He'd practiced for too long with hiding his emotions. It was a finely honed skill that he'd worked on for years. His face was stoic and calm despite the tempest of anger within.<br/><br/>After all she'd been through, the last thing she needed was some guy going after her like that. It wasn't her fault he'd been alone for so many years. It wasn't her fault that he found her so incredible. He had no idea where these feelings had come from, but he definitely needed to get them under control. when he reached the cabin, he opened the door easily and strode inside to gently lay her on the couch. She still looked horridly pale, so he covered her with the blanket.<br/><br/>"Try and relax for a few minutes. I'll see about scaring up some food and be right back. You'll likely need a pill after that. You still look terrible." He gently stroked her cheek, gave her a gentle smile, then headed into the kitchen, leaving the door open to allow the breeze to flow in, bringing the scent of the forest with it.