She beams and kisses him on the cheek and helps her mother and brother stand up and takes Sekar's hand and leads him houseward. 

Ee, handholding.

They reach the house. Lyrame motions for her mother and Sekar to stay outside, and Alemar opens the door. 

There follows some short conversation, of which the only part that can be made out clearly is a half-shouted, half-shrieked "WHAT!?" from Endevar, and then the door opens and Lyrame gestures for the two of them to come in.

Sekar is still giggling a little.

The healer did good work, that's apparent as soon as he steps in the door.

Endevar looks at him like he's not sure whether he'd rather hug him or shove him off the side of the island. Then his eyes slide to his wife, and his gaze softens to something deeply pained and tender. The two of them step towards each other at the same moment and embrace wordlessly.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Lyrame hugs him.

Hugs!

Elcisse hesitantly steps toward her mother. Mirelle immediately lets go of her husband to hug her youngest daughter fiercely.

(Awwww.)

"This is going to take a while," Lyrame murmurs, tugging him over to the couch.

He can totally sit on the couch and cuddle her, then.

She leans into him and watches her family and cuddles him and smiles a smile of perfect happiness.

Awwwwwwwww. He gazes adoringly at her.

"Thank you so much."

He kisses her forehead. "I'm glad I could do this for you."

She kisses him on the cheek. "This is the best thing that's happened to me in ten years."

Hug. "I love you. I love seeing you this happy."

"I'm so glad."

Mmmmcozysnugglyhug.

Tearful reunions! 

Eventually Alemar brings up the house thing. They start discussing that. Elcisse is of the opinion that good acoustics are important.

"Of course," he says.

She gives him a tentative smile.

"Hmm, how about..."

He grows a twig from the edge of a table, pulls it away and smooths over the spot where it grew, and then starts reshaping it into a wooden model of a house. His design sense is exquisite. Pleasingly balanced without being rigidly symmetrical, elegant without being severe.

"Wow," Elcisse breathes. Lyrame beams at him. Mirelle and Endevar look impressed. Even Alemar gives a small nod of approval.