She found them exactly where she knew they will be, Lu Yuze sitting on the edge of the bed with his arm around Yuyan, while Chen Xiao sat nearby, close enough to feel included but not crowding. All three looked up when she entered, concern and relief mixing in their expressions.
"Yuyan, are you all right?" Shuyin asked softly, walking over to the bed and sitting down beside her daughter. She pulled Yuyan into a gentle embrace, feeling the slight trembling that still ran through the twelve-year-old's frame, though it was less intense than before. The girl had calmed considerably in the time Shuyin had been gone, but the trauma of the attack still lingered visibly.
