"I'm relieved too," Henry breathed. "My head- It's fine, it doesn't hurt. I feel nauseated though-" He felt like he had been violated. Every inch of him felt like it was mired in deep sludge. "Let's- We should tell Addy, Iestyn. We should go tell Addy."
"How did you get here?" Michael asked.
"I drove, but- I don't think I should-"
"I'll drive you home," Michael finished easily. "It will be safer. Lead the way."
Well that settled that. Henry turned to head to the car, taking it easy. "Can I ride in the back with you, do you think?" He was feeling so gross he just wanted a cuddle. And he still needed to know what had happened here.