Mag had no doubt that Carlos would figure out what was going on and get it fixed. Mag would do what she could to help in the meantime, especially if that included hanging back and keeping out of sight.
She was a singer, not a fighter, but so far she had managed to keep herself alive and off of the radar of anything troublesome.
She noticed how weary he looked, despite the eagerness to talk to her. Mag sighed contently and smiled, patting Carlos' and gently. "Get some rest, darling. I won't be too far if you need me. I'll let you sleep."
Mag leaned over and kissed him once more before moving to stand. Her eyes flashed and she offered him a smile, lifting a hand in a wave before she turned and moved out of the room to let him rest.