"Yes I am." Bryn grinned when she noticed his grip tightening on the staff. It was more of a reaction than she expected, but pleasant nonetheless.
She sank against him, while not putting too much weight on his tired body, when he hugged her. Her arms wrapped around him in turn. "I am so glad to have helped you. Helped them. I wish I could have done it for you in 1978." She had felt for that little boy. That little boy that lost everything, because of a selfish entity.