The breath he let out as she coughed herself back to conciousness was more than heavy with relief and he watched her, golden eyes full of worry, as she expelled everything she'd breathed in. His heart had been so caught up in her being in the deep that it hadn't had time to process her being here, but that wonderment and confusion was slowly creeping in.

He huffed a grin at her and her quip. Yeah, she'd be fine.

"Forget how to swim?" he teased without any real humor, concern still pricking at the edges of his features. A beat passed before he was kissing her, hard and sure and grateful for her even getting the chance to exist in his arms again. Once it broke, he turned his shoulders towards the dock and started propelling them that way.

"I hate to spring this on you without asking all the questions that I've got, but that man standing on the docks is my father. I'm sure he's going to want an introduction." If nothing more than because she was a wayward soul in the sea, but that was only because Arthur hadn't gotten the chance to fill Tom in on where he'd been - if Tom even knew.

He'd been made to understand that they were dropped into the same time that they left which was.. well, not adventitious towards him having much of a reunion with anyone.