It's almost enough to make her forget. Leaning head back against her shoulder, leaning her body back into her to settle into the crooks and curves of her. Much as she only came to her shoulder, it never did much other than make her feel secure.

"Content?"

She ventures, mild, eyes closed. Warm, all the way down her spine, that unfurled sensation that says - despite it all that it meant to come here, all she had left behind, this is her home, now, and she loves it dearly. Wholly.