Kara latched on to the red haired woman, just to have someone to hold on to. She didn't even remember her name at the moment, but she did know her. "I was mad at them," she cried, "And they were doing all that, for me." She was completely unaware that her sentences were probably not coherent, but that was the least of her concerns at the moment.
Her legs were throbbing from her overexerting them, but she wasn't in the mood to get up anyways. She just wanted her parents back, if only to tell them she was sorry. "How could I be mad at them?"