He rubbed his hand over her hair, holding her tight. Passersby were watching, but he cared not. This was his sister, and he hadn't seen her in thousands of years. He could feel the tears, warm on his cheeks.
He would find out about the wolves later. "Nim, it was the got Balor who destroyed our family, our home. He has been defeated. But..." he paused, knowing he had to tell her now or he wouldn't have the courage ever again, "I had a wife. And she was killed, by a ruthless demon."
The pain of Filian wasn't as intense, now that he had his sister. Manny had always had a way of keeping him in good spirits, and being hot on the trail of the demon also gave him hope... but Nimue being here was like icing on the cake.