At first, Salem can't find his voice to say anything in return. He reaches up and lays his hands against her arms, looking up at her as his eyes brim then overflow.

"Why are you here? I thought..." The last time they'd seen one-another, Pel's talents had been honed,and she'd come into her own as both a mage and as a woman of clan Ashara. He was certain they wouldn't get to see one-another again until the next Arlathvhen. He'd talked for days about her to his- no, their parents after they'd parted again, but now he can't quite find his words anymore. So his lips press against her forehead and he lets out a slightly shaky little sigh. "Are you keeping safe?"