Greg wasn't much for lectures. He wasn't much for scolding or anger, either. What he was big on, was seeing people safe. He'd spent an awful lot of his life waiting for people to come back from monster hunts. It was dangerous, and frightening, and needed to be done. He didn't have to like it to see why it was more important than his nerves.

So when the battered pair cane through the door, Greg just gave a sigh of relief. A day they came home in one piece was enough to satisfy him. "Thank goodness you're okay. ...Relatively."

He'd have rushed to check over Casey, but like Rose said, Leonard had the better background for fussing. Instead, he hung back, looking over Rose. It was harder for someone unfamiliar to pick up, but Rose looked an awful lot more dissheveled than usual. "Your arm... what happened out there?"