"That you're alive. That you miss them." He holds on, his thumb rubbing her knuckles softly. It makes for a nice counterpoint, the way they're almost turning white.

"That you got your world mixed up with some bad people, and you had to go into witness protection, but that everything's fine now, and that all the bad guys got what they deserved. Of course, you don't want to talk about it, now that it's finally over... But you're okay. You have a good job, working as a secretary-slash-assistant to someone very well-to-do, you have a place of your own, but most importantly-- You have friends who care about you very much."