Iestyn nodded, and then shook his head, and then shrugged. Would they ever really be alright again? "We're alive," he said in the end.
Once the orderlies were gone, David stepped forward and lowered the sides of the beds between the two of them, and the pushed the beds that last little bit closer together so they were touching. "Rest," he said gently in Welsh as well. "We won't be far."
He stepped back, finding Patrick and closing his eyes with his back to the twins, finding Patrick's hands and clasping them tightly. "She would have died," he whispered to him. "Lucifer would have killed her."