"He did, huh? Well, can't say I don't understand why." His gaze hardens just a bit when he focuses on the bruises on April's face. She takes his hand and stands and Caden wraps an arm around her waist, leaning in to kiss her temple just above a bruise. What she says makes him feel better, for now, and he smiles softly.

"Thank you," he says sincerely, and he's relieved that April can take this in stride. "And you're right, it will. Now let's get you onto the jet so you can get some rest."

He carries her bag over to the door and opens it for her, sparing once last glance around the room before shutting the door with a loud click. Then he takes April's hand again, for as much his benefit as hers, and leads her to the elevator. "I have a private plane waiting. I just didn't want to deal with anyone, and I figured you wouldn't either."