"I didn't think I'd ever see you again." Harsh, but true. Wayfinders or not. It made her smile though as he mentioned them.

"But I never took it off. I guess you're right." she mumbles. Yeah, she's not really letting go. She was still sifting through her emotional overload. She had so much to tell him: about her sister, about what had happened, about how she missed him, about how they were back. Her eyes are all glossy, trying not to cry with happy and at the same time, disappointed that he'd been ripped away from his life like she had. Again.

So she'll just stay there. Leaning on him. He's warm, and it's a nice feeling considering she'd just gotten off the top of a mountain, again, for what feels like the third time in a week. (No doubt, she'd be going right back up it soon too.)