After a long, slow sigh, he cleared his throat, speaking above the moving of the soft whimpers and moving of boxes. "It's okay, baby, the bad man's not going to hurt you any more. We're here, just-"
He was interrupted by the door flying open and the girls barreling towards them, causing Greg to drop to his knees and wrap his arms around his closest daughter- Reina, he saw after a second- and just hold her while she cried for a second. "Hey, now. It's okay. We're here- it's over," He glanced up at God where she stood behind the girls and nodded once, getting a smile and a nod in return before she was gone.