[The truth is, since the last thing she remembers was handing the baby off to Constance, a tiny part of her hoped her son would be with her somehow. No such luck, but it means she hugs her back all the more fiercely from the crushing feelings inside her sldfjdf weh. But at the same time, it's so good to see her that it evens out.]
Yes, yes, I've only just returned. Constance-- I'm all right.