[Dorothy does look him over to see how true that is, but...she doesn't doubt anymore. She doesn't doubt the capacity that these humans and other beings have for kindness and for looking out for each other, now.

(Some part of her doesn't even care if Pinne's necklace is safe, though a part of her brain had been concerned; it's swiftly shut out. Tails is real, and here, and alive. That's what matters.)

Dorothy shifts back to hugging him, letting a shuddering sigh of relief out, letting some tears of relief fall as well.]

...I'm so glad, dear. I'm so glad that you're okay. If the world had managed to take you from us, I don't know what I would have done.