Thank you. Take of yourself, as well.

[With that, he walks inside and closes the door, leaning against it once it's shut. There's too much running through his thoughts, and too many memories that he wishes he could bury, but for a brief moment they're drowned out by relief. He's inside, he is safe, nothing happened.

He can sleep and recover and approach the world later, but for now, he has a lock on his door and the relative safety of his own dwellings.]