Carly never makes contact before the thrashing begins- but as Rin's flames bolster her healing power she presses forward even so. Below, others are doing their best to help as well- some at a closer distance than others. But her wings beat softly and weakly, until it takes all she can to avoid simply crashing down and getting smacked away by the skeletal form of her friend.

It takes so much of what little she has to keep afloat in the descent- but then again she already claimed she would give it all for her. And she did not lie about that. The flames around her are warm and bright- not nearly as bright as creation, but the intent behind them at least is similar.

And along what wisps of fire make contact, tears most certainly land there as well- before the rest of her joins in.

"...We're here, Ringmaster," she chokes out with a soft voice, the pain concentrated around her making it difficult to even speak.

"...All of us... ...we're here..."