"Glad to hear it. I brought supplies and sent some ahead of me to the delivery spot."

He grins as he walks toward her. Somewhere back in the city, explosions are still going off, in timed order, and others, much more suited to ongoing mayhem, are taking advantage of them and the holes they open up. But him? He is done.

"I'm tired, Sara. I broke some things back there, and have set more things in motion for others, but that city has robbed me of too much already. I am not letting the one really good thing it gave me get away." And he was looking at her, eyes warm and sure.