That attention and worry isn't about to disappear anytime soon, not with the way his hand presses against his chest. Her frown deepens, shifting from confusion to concern as quickly as she moves towards him, brown eyes flicking to the centre of his torso.

"... If I were annoyed at everyone I fought with, wouldn't have any friends," she replies, practically waving it off as she sits back again, still staring at Carlisle with those narrowed eyes and that tight mouth.

"What brought it on?" This sudden change feels like it has more to it than Carlisle simply woke up one day and his time was up.