From his understanding of Dee's unorthodox childhood as it was, Carson actually thought it might have been a bit more funny if a group of teenagers had been running around after a toddler EMP grenade. Or maybe not, but it still made for a funny mental image if he let his imagination go the right way.
Rubbing his neck he shrugged, a bit caught off guard by Poison's question. "I'm fine," he answered honestly. Nothing bad had happened to him, but he'd still feel a bit more relieved once Dee woke up and talked to them. "I'm not really worried about me, anyway. Yeah, she gave me a good scare. That's it. That and," he grinned a bit, feeling a tug at the split in his lip. "She clocked me pretty good. I knew she could kick my ass if she wanted."
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Date: 2016-09-20 06:45 pm (UTC)Rubbing his neck he shrugged, a bit caught off guard by Poison's question. "I'm fine," he answered honestly. Nothing bad had happened to him, but he'd still feel a bit more relieved once Dee woke up and talked to them. "I'm not really worried about me, anyway. Yeah, she gave me a good scare. That's it. That and," he grinned a bit, feeling a tug at the split in his lip. "She clocked me pretty good. I knew she could kick my ass if she wanted."