"Oh," Gansey said, matter-of-fact and dumb as Noah's arms wrenched around him. Noah had not been a person Gansey could hug in Henrietta, had he ever felt inclined to do so. Now, he didn't have a choice and he was finding it was something that he'd been missing.

"I'm okay." That was the only part of what Noah had said that Gansey could comment on. "Are you? You're here. You were gone." He sounded lame, looped up like he was and still squeezed into an impossible embrace. Time was a circle but Noah was no longer in it.