It isn't good enough to hear it from anyone else but him, the only person whose word she could take it from. Because she had hold lost it all once before. Stood there, with this empty thing in her chest, carved apart - but not this time. Not again, and for it, she nods, taking in the first real breath she has in hours as she settles into the bracket of his arms, holding as close as she thinks she might for the last time. She would not expect another, not with everything that had just passed.

and for that - her eyes lower. Where to start? How could she even begin? "You must... have questions for me."