No, she wasn't okay. She could feel her knees shake from weariness with each step, and could feel the coldness of the wet blood on her shoulders. She could smell the sweat and blood of the boys and sense their heartbeats. None of them were really okay, were they?

"L-let's just get you big lugs into bed. If you pass out on me, we're in deep dookie 'cause I can't carry either of you."

Not that she was too far from passing out, herself.