"Thank you."

It's said in a sigh of such great relief that it's a mystery how he's been holding himself together this long. Micaela is safe, their mission was a success, all's well that ends well, but--

"...do you think they'll torture me?" His head raises to meet her eyes, face suddenly fraught with worry. "I-- I came back voluntarily, I'm, giving myself up--" Looking toward the main building, his stomach drops even further than it had.

Then, in a small voice, "what did you tell them?"