Mag had been trying to help as best she could. She didn't want to leave Evey's side but she didn't have a choice in the matter. Evey needed her, but she needed her other friends as well. And then there was Leeloo, that strange woman with the orange hair...Mag hadnt been quite sure what to make of her.
The events with Peter were unknown to her as she was blind to the whole situation. She wasnt familiar with Peter, and Leeloo for that matter, and some things she just couldn't help with no matter how earnest she was.
She had worried a great deal about Carlos as well. And here he was in the hospital. A place where she hoped she wouldn't have to ever see him be. She had been helping inside when they had brought him in, but she hadnt been allowed to go to him before they'd assessed his condition. It had been long, grueling hours but finally they'd let her in and he had been sleeping.
Mag had stepped out when Carlos awoke the second time and was coming back to the area where he was resting only to find him trying to get out of the bed. "Carlos!" Mag breathed, trying to keep herself from flat out rushing to his side. She placed a hand on his shoulder and her lips against the corner of his own for a moment, just glad he was alright. Her eyes shimmered and swirled as she pulled back and looked him over. He seemed to be alright.