"Yes, you thought so this morning too." She said with a grin as he helped to yank her through the door frame. She flew forward, not entirely sure if she'd managed to catch herself, or if it was simply impossible to actually fall in the dress, but grateful that she hadn't actually crushed her husband. Because she knew now that this was Harry. Official and bonafide. She couldn't tell you what about the way he wrapped his arm around her waist gave him away as her husband, but she knew. She knew deep in her bones that it had to be him. And if he was here, and he trusted everything going on...well then she couldn't ask for much more in the way of proof.
"Yeah. I'm...y'know...overwhelmed." And trying really hard to not get sick everywhere. "But yeah. I don't reckon I'd have ever found my way on my own." She paused for a moment and just looked at him, try to figure out if anything was different from the Harry she'd just been pulled away from. "I'm so bloody glad to see you." She said after a moment, moving to run a hand through her hair but stopping just short as she remembered all of the charms and muggle tricks that were attempting to keep it up and neat.