She winced, thinks about holding him for the apparating and his open wounds... she was lucky the weeks of habit had kept her hands away from the sore areas.

"I ... think I see. I hope you're right, and there's a movement." A pause. "When you're ready, lay down and let me look at those wounds reopening before ... well, and bandage them up. Good thing it's Saturday and you have at least two days before you start fretting about getting back to work." And that depended on how the wounds were healing, it really did.

"Oh, and I think I'm sleeping in with you afterwards. A day asleep, at least until we need to be up, sounds a lovely idea, doesn't it?"