Charlie's face was tight into Deacon's shoulder so his reply was muffled. "So now we know why we woke up so early. Ceri must've ... Oh God, D."
He took a couple of deep breaths and gave Deacon a squeeze before stepping back. "I'll go pack," he said making an effort to make himself sound normal. "Passports and shit in the usual place? I think I'll let Nia sleep a bit."