" in his mother’s arms, holding on for dear life. He was laughing. Crying? He didn’t care. “You’re here!” he said. Aidana didn’t answer. Maybe there wasn’t much that needed to be said, at least not yet. So she hugged him tight, and he returned the embrace. How long ago had it been since Rollan sat in a filthy dungeon cell, a lost orphan "

― Marie Lu , The Evertree (Spirit Animals, #7)