...back? Bewildered, but with flashbacks of a few months ago helpfully elbowing the nightmares out of the most prominent spot in his brain, at least, wasn't sure what Liz meant by that, but he was sure that if Liz was crying and stepping closer, he was meeting her more than half way and wrapping his arms around her to pull her close.

And maybe clinging, just a bit.

More than a bit, as another wave of the implications of this last one--what if Ardyn did come back? What if Verstaal wasn't dead? What if he really could be infected with Starscourge and attack his friends, his soon-to-be wife, his soon-to-be daughter?--hit him.

"I'm still here," he assured her.

"I'm still me," he assured himself.

"Bad dreams again?" he guessed, although not just because it would be easier to talk about hers than even acknowledge his own.