Carolina walked slowly towards the medical bay, he was in control, just like back in mountains, all he had to do was repress the thoughts of the place, yet as he had spent so much time there he almost longed for it. Things their were tough and the fight were grueling but he made friends, he told stories... He could trust people. Now, every crew member he passed, every agent who gave him a nod of the head, they were all scary, his world had been shattered. Yet one task allowed him to nod back in return, to smile at lovely young women who walked past him as if he was fine, revenge. He had arrived in medical to find the doctor had already prepared the many pills he would have to start taking. He nodded and thanked the man, wondering if the doctor had any idea how he a perfectly healthy man like himself developed that many brain problems so quickly. He took the first dose and headed towards the mess hall, getting himself a hearty plate of food he sat down silently beside North and South. Still in his armor the bench creaked under his weight, he took off his helmet looking between the siblings he began to eat, getting half through his meal he stopped. "Let me guess, you too worked out all the tests were made to be failed? Trust me, whatever you too thought was bad in there, it gets worse, I know it will." His didn't do that thing were you felt like he learned everything about you all at once, he just stared at his food. Whatever had happened was serious. He looked at South and then to North. His mind wanted him to hug South tightly, she was alive not dead like they had thought when they had to leave her, North screaming her name as he and Penn pulled him away from the advancing force. He shook his head and flashed a smile at them both. "Don't worry though, I've already been through Hell, so you two are going to be fine. I promise." He seemed... Sincere and genuinely concerned by the way his voice sounded. Carolina felt guilty, guilty that he hadn't saved South in his Sim, guilty for North betrayal, he had shown signs for the past month that he was cracking. If he hadn't trusted him... he'd still be in the mountains, his mind being eroded away slowly. Still he felt he owed them, if anyone was going to survive this, he planned to make sure those two did.