"You're fine," she echoed back, stroking his hair and breathing him in. It had been forever, sweet Merlin, forever, and she couldn't let him go. What if he disappeared again?
And then he mentioned food, and she broke into a watery laugh, shaking her head and clasping his cheeks, kissing him on both of them. "Oh, my Freddy. Always your stomach, that hasn't changed..."
She wiped at her eyes. "We'll get you something. There's chicken and leftover roast, and I've just done the baking yesterday..." She trailed off, looking at him. "That is... If you'll come home? For a little while?"