[About to move in his arms, she goes limp a little surprised by the sudden hug, but more than welcoming it. Hugging him back she grips perhaps a little too tight to the other, not ready to let him go.]
I'm glad.
Huh? No I'm okay. [Besides the blood and some glass on her clothes.]
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I'm glad.
Huh? No I'm okay. [Besides the blood and some glass on her clothes.]