[He wants to hiss and bite, his hand comes up as if to swat her away but he doesn't - it just sort of hovers, staying there like the tension in his shoulders before she's enveloping him in an embrace he needs. He doesn't give it back to her, not at first, he just kind of stands there solid and tight, but slowly but surely his forehead presses against her and he lets out a breath he'd held inside. He needs this.]
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