[Chrissy emerges from the battered trolley at the sound of a familiar voice, and rewards his efforts by rushing over to throw her arms around him.]

You came!

[He'd said he was going to, and she'd had no reason to doubt him- it's just that coming all the way out here would be a big deal for anyone. She's quick to release him, and she takes a moment to look around before turning back to him.]

Thank you for this. Really. We probably shouldn't stick around much longer. Are you okay to walk back now, or do you need to rest first? It should be okay if we stay inside the trolley.