[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210131/53a200cc81a754fbfea32363291eca9d.png[/img][/center][indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=92278f][b]Location:[/b][/color]The City of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
[hr]Seele was surprised. Not in a bad way, mind, in fact quite the opposite. She understood the value of a good hug, and frankly, she was probably more liberal with physical contact than most. But she also knew some people didn’t respond to touch, or even outright loathed it. She might have figured Graves for the latter, but then again, he [i]was[/i] a melee class. 

Oop, right. And a strong one at that. He squeezed and she adjusted herself to keep her arms from being pinned to her sides, enough so she could hug him back. She leaned against his head, squeezed him back. Reflexively she wanted to tell him there was nothing to forgive, since really that was how she felt. But she guessed it was different for him. Perhaps Graves didn’t want someone to tell him he’d done nothing wrong, because perhaps that wasn’t true. Exoneration did nothing for guilt. 

“[color=92278f]It’s okay, sweetheart,[/color]” she whispered instead. “[color=92278f]Whatever you’ve done, whoever you are, we go forward. Together. No one left behind, that includes you.[/color]”[/indent][/indent][/indent]