[As soon as he pulls her into another hug, she flings her arms around his neck as though he were her own father. She doesn't hold on for long, but she does hold on tightly.
When she pulls away again, she ducks her head for a split second to make absolutely certain that her expression is under control and there's nothing too vulnerable in her eyes or on her face and that she isn't about to start crying over how terrible so much of this is.]
I should get going. If there's nothing else.
[She picks up the tea and walks towards the kitchen counter to set it down.]
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When she pulls away again, she ducks her head for a split second to make absolutely certain that her expression is under control and there's nothing too vulnerable in her eyes or on her face and that she isn't about to start crying over how terrible so much of this is.]
I should get going. If there's nothing else.
[She picks up the tea and walks towards the kitchen counter to set it down.]
Thank you for the tea.