When he moved past her, a tiny smile touched her mouth and she turned to follow him. She was glad to hear he hadn't planned to be gone for good, of course. But she did wonder how long it would have been before he'd returned if she hadn't come out there to get him. She was glad she wasn't going to have to find out.
He was right; they did need him. Maybe not to keep their heads on straight, but for other reasons. She needed him because he was him, period. The only person left she'd trust with her life with no hesitation. She shook her head, relief washing over her. One more battle won. When they were dealing with an apocalypse, every victory mattered. And this? Felt like a big one to her.