She had to look for herself, in the end, and she reached for the paper without slipping out of his embrace. She puts it down on the blanket, rests it on her thighs, so she can read it without breaking free of him.
And then she smacks him lightly upside the head. "That's for leaving me alone all these years," she says when she can finally speak, and she's rubbing where she smacked a moment later and hugging him fiercely again.