Harry held onto Lucy's hands, and managed a small smile. "Thank you, Lucy. I - I'll try to let you all help."
She smiled back, squeezing his hands as happiness surged. "You'll be fine, Harry," she reassured him, then looked across at Corwen. "Thank you for... everything," she said softly, aching to be able to express herself with touch. "I'm glad you found him. May I come and see you later? So we can... talk?"