He threads his fingers through hers and Allison can't help it. She finally reacts the way she's wanted to since she first realised he was here. It's not flinging, not entirely; it's a slow, gentle embrace at first, using their joined hand to pull him close. And then there's a little flinging, wrapping her arms around him and holding onto him tightly. Tucking her head into the crook of his neck and just... breathing him in.

She shouldn't feel like she's come home but she does.

"How long have you been here?" she asks, voice soft and knowing that he'll hear her, and she doesn't know if she means here in this world or here in the market. Maybe both.