[As soon as his voice cuts off, she turns, almost afraid that something's happened to him -- like he's gotten hurt, or gotten taken, or something -- but she can only gasp softly when her own Scott is standing in his place as if he'd been there all alone. Her throat tightens, and she lunges forward, wrapping her arms around his waist and squeezing him with all the strength she can muster. If that cracks a few ribs, well, he can deal with that after what she'd gone through.]
You're back!
[And maybe it's cruel to that other Scott, but there's no hiding the relief that courses through her voice; she can't help but laugh a little with the sheer joy of it. She'd been so afraid that he was gone that now that he's here, it seems almost unbelievable.]
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[As soon as his voice cuts off, she turns, almost afraid that something's happened to him -- like he's gotten hurt, or gotten taken, or something -- but she can only gasp softly when her own Scott is standing in his place as if he'd been there all alone. Her throat tightens, and she lunges forward, wrapping her arms around his waist and squeezing him with all the strength she can muster. If that cracks a few ribs, well, he can deal with that after what she'd gone through.]
You're back!
[And maybe it's cruel to that other Scott, but there's no hiding the relief that courses through her voice; she can't help but laugh a little with the sheer joy of it. She'd been so afraid that he was gone that now that he's here, it seems almost unbelievable.]