With her hands in Chase's, Kiley got to her feet, groaning a little at the protest of her muscles. Maybe the hot shower could come later. She really just wanted to crawl into bed and rest for a bit. She was just ready to get out of the stall and the barn and get some fresh air away from everyone but Chase.
Marco's muffled crying drew her attention but she didn't say anything about it. He had obviously been freaked out about what happened. So had she but maybe Kiley had become a bit numb to everything TPTB threw at them now. It was probably unhealthy of her. Maybe she ought to be crying. Or more weirded out or scared. Kiley looked at Oliver with a raised brow, wondering if they ought to stay or just go.