"It seems so." Rene agreed.

"At any rate, she'll be fine. Like it never happened." he told her.

"Physical-wise, anyway." he said further.

"Thank you." Lindsay responded.

"Just doin' my job." Rene said with a toothy grin.

"No need to apologize." Rene assured her.

"As I said, it's my job." he said.

"Anyway, let me know if anything else crops up." he told them.

"We will." Lindsay said further.

"Oh yeah, she's awake and you can go and talk to her if you like." Rene then added, before seeing himself out.

"Perhaps I should speak with her." Lindsay said to Casey.

Lindsay nodded as well.

"All right." he replied.

"I'll go and see Samantha." he told her.

With that, they each went to talk to who they said they would, with Linsday lightly knocking on the wall when he got close to Sammy's room.

"Sammy?" he asked, noticing the door was open and peering in.

"Well... uh..." Lindsay muttered, thinking about it.

"Not yet, sadly." he said.

"Well... nothing conclusive." he told her.

"Your aunt's looking into anything that might come to light. She's digging for information." he went on.

"Are you all right?" he then asked.

Lindsay blinked a couple of times when she said the last part, naming a name.

"Troy Tavis?" he asked.

"As in... Gina Tavis's son?" he asked further.

Sammy just nodded.

"...but why?" he asked in response. "Why would he attack you?"

Lindsay narrowed his eyes when he heard that.

"I see...." he said, trailing off.

"Samantha, what did they do to you?" he asked, stepping forward.

Sammy just sighed, before regaling the information, which visibly angered him.

"Your aunt will need to hear of this." he commented.

"This sounds a lot like manipulation was happening behind the scenes."

Lindsay listened to all she had to say, before nodding at the end.

"I agree." he said.

"She may be targeted as well." he said further.

"Also, looks like the wings aren't the only way you take after me." he then commented.

"Though it seems yours is... not as potent. Or perhaps just different." he went on.

"Regardless, it seems like injuries are something you don't need to be as concerned about as others."

Lindsay just smiled as Sammy said what she did and looked at him.

He then made his way closer towards her, and leaned in, giving her a hug.

"We were so worried about you." he said.

"We didn't know what had happened, and nothing we were trying was working." he went on.

"Seems we owe Darrel a massive debt of gratitude as well." he then added.

"Looks as though he saved your life."

Lindsay just smiled.

"You're a smart girl, you'll figure it out." he told her.

"Or ask your brother." he went on.

"He's friends with him." he reminded her.

"Speaking of Evan, odds are you'll get a visit from him at some point." he continued.

"Seeing as you're home and safe an all."

Lindsay shook his head in response.

"It's not your fault." he told her.

"Your mother and I are just glad you're okay." he said further, smiling again.

"Anyway, it seems I have some phone calls to make." he commented.

"There anything I can do for you?" he asked.

"Anything you'd like?"