He put his arms around her shakily, then hugged her tight, his face bending into her hair like it had the one other time in his life that he'd held her and wept.

"How?" he whispered. "How are you—"

Then he stopped, pulled back enough to search her face… the beginnings of a wondering smile on his. He touched her cheek, then looked around, and wordlessly Summoned the parcels he'd dropped to follow them. "Let's go inside. It's warded."