Jo’s attempt at humor had his chest tightening. He surmised she must be in a great deal of pain if her wonderful smile didn’t come easily. While floo’ing wasn’t generally unpleasant, he begged to wonder if she was truly well enough to have made the trip. Not that he didn’t wish her to be there. He only ever wanted to have her by his side.

"I am thankful you’re alive."

When she reached for his hand, he squeezed it, noticing that her thumb wasn’t quite on the right side as was usual. She’d given him her other hand. It was then that he recalled she’d mentioned injury not only to her head. He tried to resist the urge to seek out Jo’s other hand, but he seemed altogether unwilling to fully acknowledge the elephant in the room. He wanted her to tell him on her terms.

Zach shook his head at Jo’s apologizing. It wasn’t warranted. "Are you in need of anything?"

All he wanted to do was wrap her in his arms, but he feared harming her further since he didn’t know the full scope of her injuries. Zach did, however, move until their shoulders were touching.