He put a hand on her cheek when she pulled back. He opened his mouth and then closed it again, enjoying her energy instead. "I missed you, Rosie," he said. "I'm okay, or I will be. Let's hear about you, right. You look great so I assume that I don't need to kick Bryn's arse." The last time they met, he was happy and teasing her relentlessly.
"You did see the Prophet?" he sighed, "Believe it or not though, I wasn't bothered by it at all. Oh yeah, and before that I was a guest of my Aunt Bellatrix. She is certainly a lovely woman." He pulled a face as he spoke, releasing her so she could sit. "And there is more."