Carla Jean casts him a sidelong look, but she doesn't say anything, not seeing the need. The past is the past, and while her own may have followed her here, that doesn't mean everyone else's should have to be dragged around with them, even if this is a hell of a lot more immediate than that. Tempted to reach out or something, not knowing how that would go over, she bites her lip. "Well, I'm glad you're not more badly hurt."