Warren's brow creased a little as he noticed the cut. He'd ask Cora about it later. For now, he was simply shaking his head. Everything worth mentioning in this moment was the here and the now.

"No," he replied, gently. "You're awake, I promise. Karla and I came to get you."

His eyes fell down to the floor momentarily. It was all he could do to keep from begging her for forgiveness for taking so long to come for her.

"We came the moment we got your letter."