She could read the questions on his face as well as the pain in his eyes. How strange it was to be able to read him so well, but if he was from the war, it was probably just the shock of seeing her here that was making him so...open. Now, how to answer him?

"I-I am well," she said, her voice soft in an effort to disguise her own pain. "It is a relief to see you..." whole, moving, alive "...here. Perhaps I might take you somewhere for a cup of tea so that I can explain things to you fully?"