It's a sound that he treasures and earns a soft chuckle and warm smile. He kisses her temple before considering where to go first on the way to the door.

He doesn't know yet who to worry about, but for this moment he just concentrates on having his wife in his arms and a peaceful night just for them. He'll fight to make it happen, if necessary.

"The order in which you mention them suits me well." So he turns left past the door, looking forward to washing the grime of battle off, though it isn't all that much. He was one of the luckier Rifters.