Sean's overwhelmed and kind of terrified in spite of all his conviction, but Meredith's greeting, just seeing her again, is more than enough to get him smiling. Theresa's fussing noisily, grabbing up at Meredith's hair as she gets closer, her eyes wide and alert. They're a little more blue than he's used to, but colour aside, she always did have her mother's eyes.

"Aye," he replies, carefully shifting her in his arms. "Miss me?" As if there were ever a more inappropriate time for small talk.