"I have missed you, too, Sweetling," said Helga as she hugged her back. She let her own tears of happiness fall. It was wonderful to see another familiar face in this place of strangers. "Granted when I last saw you, you were very young, and it was right before the . . . unpleasantness between your uncles but enough of unpleasant memories. Come inside. I have been preparing some sweet cakes for Godric, and he should return from the forest soon."