[ The look on her face would seem characteristic given their separation, and her return, but he knows from events in the past that she might have gone through things back home that he's yet to experience. Her words seem to confirm that, and he stifles the urge to blindly and automatically say, I will always be with you.

Because he doesn't know, has no idea. What's happened between them? Haven't they been through enough? And yet, he can't be overly woeful about it, ignorant as he is at the moment as to what's occurred, and because of the very simple fact that they've been reunited again. And he will never, ever let her go. Taking a step back to urge her inside, he closes the door, and then both of his hands are cradling her face now, his forehead pressing to hers. ]

Whatever's caused you to think that, love, I can assure you I would never stop trying to get back to you. But what's happened?