She was closing the rest of the distance herself; no idea how he was here, what he was doing here, what the hell? Maybe Macalania just called up people you needed and threw them at you. Magic teleportation via spring ...

... or maybe he'd figured out, from her phone calls lately, that she needed him, and had told the boss to kiss off for a while.

She didn't entirely believe he was real until she smashed into him, full-speed, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing hard enough that she doubted he could breathe.

"Yo," she said, her voice shaking. She was either laughing or crying. Maybe a little bit of both? It was okay. "Good to see you."

It was. It really, really was.