Her heart is racing as she feels your arms around her, the warmth and strength reassuring despite how foreign it all feels. She hugs you back tentatively at first but soon finds herself clinging to you like a lifeline, tears streaming down her face as she buries her head against your shoulder. It's the closest thing to comfort she's felt in what feels like forever and she knows she shouldn't be this grateful for something so simple...but it is what it is.

She nods shakily into your shoulder, still not looking up as she wipes at her face with the tissue. It takes her a moment to gather herself before finally stepping back and meeting your eyes, offering you a tiny, trembling smile in thanks. "Th-thank you," she whispers again, feeling an odd mixture of shame and gratitude for how things turned out.