Mira lets herself be tugged in. "I know," she admits, "but you practically carried me up the stairs when I wasn't sleeping, so I think I'm allowed a few minutes of sniffles over you being actually kidnapped." She leans into the hug, careful not to put too much weight on his ribs.

"Raleigh's not lying about the food," she adds after a second. "I don't know what all she made, but it's on top of a couple casseroles." She laughs, embarrassed at how trite that seems. Not much they could do after they attempted the badass method to no result.