Adam froze when he saw the Patronus, not sure what to expect. Fortunately, however, it was a wolf, similar to his own, who sat down on her haunches and gave him a Look. Stop freaking out, the wolf told him, his wife's voice issuing out loudly, and somewhat annoyed sounding. I can hear you freaking out. Keaton and I are fine. No elves that I've seen, and sorry I didn't reply; you didn't say to, Keaton was being a disaster, I was busy. Don't die. Love you.
Adam sat down on the floor with his back against the door as the she-wolf shimmered, then dissipated. He wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. But for right then, he was just going to sit there for a minute and breathe.