[Albus resists the urge to reach back and take Scorpius' hand to squeeze it - half in gratitude that Scorpius was there to have his back, half to reassure himself that no matter what Scorpius was there.]

And there isn't anything to see. Dad isn't even around and no one has ever heard of The Boy Who Lived. I'm just another Time Deviant with a pureblood last name.

[Albus gives Ron's shoulder a little shake and a look that he hopes exudes confidence and not the false bravado he's using to mask his own worry.]