At his sentiment Caroline smiled, she had been thinking of Evander when salvation had arrived in the form of his brother. She had selfishly a small part of her had half hoped he would be on the boat to greet her - foolish thinking, she was much more pragmatic than that. But she had wanted to see Evander, to be held in his arms. Even seeing Shawn and Tony, nothing had reassured her of her safety like Evander's embrace had. "You are here now." Her face softened with her gentle tone. How she would hate having to leave his side, she felt certain now that she had returned to it that she would never wish to leave it. But the wedding was months away yet.

As if echoing her fears Evander began to suggest going home. She wasn't ready to leave his side yet, oddly the thought brought fissures to her composure and the sting of tears to the back of her eyes. Her throat tightened and she shook her head as she tried to think of the words to convince him that wasn't necessary, her hands tightening their grip slightly on his own. Honesty was the best in this case, she decided. "I'd rather stay with you." It didn't matter how exhausted she was, or that her legs felt weird on solid ground, it just mattered that he was with her.