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[Right now, he'd probably go just about anywhere Charlie directed him, he's just so relieved to have him back. There're a million questions going through his head, but he knows Charlie can't answer any of them -- where has he been, what happened while he was there, how did he get back, will he disappear again? They're not worthy of asking. He'll mull them over in his own head later that night, he's sure. It will keep him awake, as his worries often do.

For now, he's content to just let his mind be as blank as possible, to concentrate on the reality that Charlie's back. He practically topples over the armrest, laughing against Charlie's mouth as he does so.]