Henry was still worried about Beelzebub threatening them, but he had regained enough of his brain to realise there were bigger things to focus on right now.
Like the fact that his boyfriend was free.
He turned so he could better pull Iestyn into his arms. "I'm here," he whispered. "We're okay."
Michael just tried one of his practiced smiles and reached out to gingerly pat Iestyn's shoulder.