Iggy managed not to stumble backwards, but he did stagger a half step, both arms curling around Angel, keeping her close, holding her up, "It's you, it's really you." He was petting light hands over her hair and wings and anything he could reach, making sure she was okay, "You doing alright kiddo? Didn't get banged up coming in, did you? You hungry?"
He swung her around in a circle before giving her another tight hug, "Thought I'd never see you again, any of you."