Of course the moment Ned grabs her she wraps her arms around him tight, swaying them both in place. Now that they're far, far from house nineteen she feels worried all over again; he seems fine but people bleeding internally seem fine and she's very limited at figuring it out. Being a tree spirit and all.

So the moment she can pry herself out of that hug even just a little bit she is going to, kissing Ned on the cheek and then giving him a once over, hissing angrily at the bruises on his neck. "You're not a shiny to be collected and hoarded." Giving Charlie a concussion was too good for him, clearly, she should've at least broken a few bones.

"We're family. Don't feel bad." She knows he will anyway, but still. "Almost hale and mostly whole, see?" Her burn scar, she means, which is still rapidly fading. "You do that."