Arm still tight around his shoulders, she lets him rest against her and doesn't say a word. She's afraid to break the spell, afraid that if either of them moves, something will snap. In the past it's been him doing the walking away, but right now she isn't so sure this time. Her head actually aches a little, everything has come back to her so quickly, and Carolyn just wants to stay pinned like this until the tidal wave passes. Her fingers curl against the back of his head, her other hand clinging to his hip and all she came do is listen to the chorus of their ragged breath in the otherwise silent room.