Wheeling Gull Isle fall back into place

WAHHHHHH ;_;

dinah.
she watches as the realization comes to him, slowly before it crashes down upon him all at once. and dinah too felt something similar, seeing him move — crawl — to her, his wobbling, aged voice.
she is the one who breaks the distance, crashing into him and sweeping him into the tightest embrace she can muster. he is taller than her now, she realizes, her face buried into the saltbrine ruff of his neck, hot tears soaking them both.
she dissolves, no, breaks; melting into a sunset-colored puddle of mush, squeezing him so hard she fears she may break him.
i thought-- i thought you were dead, she mumble-shouts into his shoulder. i thought you were dead! i th-- her speech falters, shattering into a series of unintelligible blubbering that communicated the overwhelming, all-consuming relief.