It's as natural as it is unexpected to hear that. Drawing in a breath, Meredith turns her head so she can look at him, overcome with relief and affection. It's just a whisper, but it means everything. He'll be okay. They'll be okay, the way she always told herself they would be but sometimes forgot to believe. Hearing those words after all this time is overwhelming. "I love you," she echoes, kissing him again before she can say anything more. "Sean, you can talk. Is — is your voice back?"