It seems his presence isn't her focus, but the making sure she sees me being restored to a state of zero damage. I look down to see the last of my wounds fading into memory, along with how much it hurt. My mind clearing and my energy zings with happiness. I shake my head, so not able to tell him he's the one who did this, because I know it would kill him and we still have something else to focus on. I shrug, sighing, and reach for his face instead, sliding my arms around his neck so I can pull him closer to me. My heart fit to bursting with the joy and love and overwhelming feeling of being back in his arms.
"I've missed you so much." I cry into his embrace when he fully lifts me against his chest and onto his lap, pulling me so snug I'm fitted like a glove into his body and back where I
