She was in a great deal of pain, and this didn't allow her to see or sympathize with Talton's injuries. She would normally be concerned, but she was hurt, exhausted and on her guard. She needed to calm down. And, as much as she'd like to pretend otherwise, she needed to be carried. Sighing in disappointment with herself, she nodded at Ian but soon saw Rich take over. Although Ian was sweeter, there was a tension between her and Rich that she was unsure of. Good or bad, there was a connection. Leaning against his strong body, she knew that carrying her would be like carrying a baby to a lycan, so she spoke.<br/><br/>"Unfortunately, I don't believe I can fight that suggestion. I am extremely tired and in pain. I would appreciate a lift."<br/><br/>She stood still and waited to be picked up, although her eyes were drooping.