Nate smiled as Blair ran towards him, not failing to notice the look of sheer relief on the face of the guard as Blair turned her attention from him and he was able to return to dealing with less scary things, like the flesh-crazed living dead.
He wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and he was unable to stop himself from spinning her around a little. He laughed; it really was good to see her. And she seemed genuinely happy to see him, too, which was nice. A day away from her games would be nice. Maybe zombies brought out the best in her?
He let her down and looked down at himself. “Yeah,” he said. “I'm okay. How are you doin'?”