Hey... ((She cuts him off just enough, her hands coming up to squeeze his shoulders.)) Really. I'm just.. Happy you're back.

((Her hands tighten; she's checking to see if he really was... real. That he was truly standing in front of her and not some sort of dream. Her hands slide down his arms before finally they drop at her shoulder. She keeps the smile on--she shouldn't have cried.))

Do you need anything..? I'm not.. really sure what I can do for you. I guess I didn't really expect this... ((her head drops down.))