If he has lingering pain from his injuries at the embrace, he ignores it utterly. His arms go around her at once, holding her tightly, back; and his breath is shaky too, but deeper, in restoration. He wouldn't complain, they're both alive and together, but he never wants her ripped from his arms again.

He pulls back just enough to look into her face, bring up one hand to touch her cheek. Then uses it to palm shut the door and, keeping an arm around her, move them to where they can sit. "Tell me everything."