"You're both in one piece, I'll take it," Kat says with a thin, grim little smile. Nothing about this shit is really very okay at all, but at least they're here. They didn't get stuck up there; the truck didn't flip over on icy roads and leave them both hurt and stuck in the cold. It's probably all the more reason why it's better she didn't try to go up the mountain with Marcus — the drive might well have made her too jumpy — but there's no sense in thinking about any of that now. He and Dan are both here, and there are things for her to do, ways she can help.

Nodding, she starts towards Marcus's room, a bit slower without the support of her cane but wanting her hands free. "I'll get them," she adds. "And get ice for yourself, too, you'll need it." He'd know if there were something seriously wrong, she thinks, but she's been around the block with knee injuries, and she won't have him take this too lightly.

Disappearing into the bedroom, she emerges a few moments later with a change of clothes, carrying them over to Dan. "Can I get anything else? Tea, water?"