Both. Both of them probably need hugs. She wraps her arms around him and presses her face against his chest. Sarah tells herself it's just to get the smell of him, to make sure he's real, because Chase wouldn't think to imitate a smell, would he? She tells herself it's just to be sure, but the truth is it takes Caleb's father out of her line of sight. She doesn't want to think about the stranger who died to save Caleb (the stranger who died to save a stranger, part of her hisses). She doesn't want to remember how hard it was to smile at Mr. Danvers, how badly she failed that particular test of manners.

Sarah shifts to rest her cheek against his chest. "You're here too."

There's condolences in her tone.