The rest of the syndicate trails behind them on the way back through town. They'll take up their usual guard posts, just to make sure that nothing else happens. Ethan himself heads for home, noting the glazed look on her face. He parks the car, opens her door for her, keeping a steadying hand on her at all times. He guides her into the less formal living room, beckoning her to sit on one of the comfy overstuffed couches. "I'll be right back. I'm just going to fetch an aspirin for you and a glass of water. He hears tires on the gravel making up the drive way.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Carlos watches the boy's face scrunch up in pain from eating the cold substance too fast before the boy digs right back in. He checks his phone, seeing a missed call from Ethan. The message essentially says to keep the boy for a bit, he was getting Lunara checked out. That's just fine with Carlos. His wife would love having the little one over.</span>