Though Cormac didn't say anything, he was relieved to see that Cass really was awake, and while he looked no where near himself--too pale, too still, too sick--Cormac knew he would recover.
"You had us all scared," he said, leaning forward to clasp Cass' shoulder gently. "Ginny went on a tirade, and bullied us all into taking turns sitting with you." He grinned. "We didn't have the heart to tell her she didn't need to bully. You know how she is." He wondered if anyone had told Cass that it had been Cormac who'd gotten him to the shack, but didn't say anything about it himself. They had other things to talk about.
"That's me, ready and able to clean up any messes," he joked. "Hey, if my foot doesn't heal correctly, maybe that's what I can do. Become a cleaning man." His voice was only slightly bitter when he said it. "So, why don't you start with your mother's disappearance."