There's answer enough in that shake of her head and the kiss she presses to his hand, something that settles warm within him. He stays just as he is, holding her, still inside her, the two of them as close as they can get after so many weeks of being apart. They should move; find their scattered clothes and start figuring out how they're going to start turning Black Elm into something livable again, but not quite yet.

There's time for that later.