He hangs his mask up as well, and manages not to make a face at the description of the effects of the stingbat's attack - though he is impressed by the Marine's admission that something might hurt. He may even have to joke about that later with Trudy, if she's not in a piss-poor mood due to the fact that he's here and she has to find something to do with him, if they can't get back to the bar.

(As much as he'd like to stay a little while, he knows it would be a giant pain in the ass - not to mention he'd only been here an hour and something had already tried to kill him.)

Carl steps into the room, grateful to have made it without major incident.

"Okay," he says, glancing around. "That done."

Now he has to wait until Trudy gets back. Whenever that may end up being.