It shouldn't have been anything to worry over, but that rain - which still hadn't stopped, he thought as he peered out the window from the bed Ty had helped him into - the rain had changed things.

He could hear voices in his hall, and quiet steps heading towards him as he heard Oliver convincing Ty to stop pacing in his living room, and Carlos winced a bit as he sat up further in the bed, frowning at the arm held in a sling as Gael came into the room. "It should have been just fine," he offered as he shifted a little in bed to make room for Gael. He lifted his uninjured arm and traced the curve of Gael's cheek before he wrapped it around the other man's shoulder. There was a trace of panic in Gael's eyes yet, that hadn't entire faded even with him there and seeing that Carlos would be fine. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "But I am alright, love."