"F-first thing," he breathed as he tried to find his voice amid the fear that filled him. "When you're recovered. We start Apparition lessons."
He nudged Snitch out of the way and lowered to gather her into his arms, closing them gently around her. He knew he shouldn't, that he should let her rest, but he needed her close right now, unable to bear the thought that he could have...
"Your. Your arm's fine, love. Nothing permanent that I can tell, and with that much magical force traveling through it? It's bound to be a little sore."