This time, Owen does manage to work out just a hint of a smile. Yeah, Blue has done some incredible work. And so has Gwen. All the women around him are just kicking ass all over the place, and he's goddamn thrilled to see it. Not to mention lucky.

"I remember all the strings you pulled the last time." An equally terrifying incident, if not quite as emotionally harrowing. At least they only have one comatose raptor this time. So there's that.

He starts to say for the hundredth time that he doesn't know where they would be right now if it wasn't for Gwen, but... those words just don't seem like enough, anymore. She has to know how much he means it, though.

"Yeah." He squeezes her back, lacing their fingers and ignoring how much his head swims when he stands up, tugging her with him. "That sounds really good to me right about now."