[ The answer is indeed neither; it's one of those many ugly truths that Naminé always seems to have the misfortune of accumulating. ]
[ And at first she is caught between trying to explain to him why she does not quite have the right to act as she pleases and trying to comfort him. Her mouth opens to do so - one or the other, she isn't sure which - but then he's stepping forward and she-- is quite unprepared. She stops short, unresisting, her hands hovering awkwardly, uncertainly to either side of him. Truthfully, she is really only familiar with hugs on a conceptual level, and finds herself at quite a loss. ]
Rock--
[ Her own voice is thicker with feeling than she thought it would be, and she swallows to try to clear it. Blinking, she bows her head slightly, sees his shoulder; goodness, this is a weird feeling. But after a moment she lifts a pensive hand. Hesitant, gentle, she flattens it against his back, returning the hug, so to speak, even if only with one arm. ]
You didn't say anything wrong. [ Comforting him it is, then. She hardly minds, though her own eyes prick when she says, ] ... Please don't cry again. You were just being a good friend.
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[ And at first she is caught between trying to explain to him why she does not quite have the right to act as she pleases and trying to comfort him. Her mouth opens to do so - one or the other, she isn't sure which - but then he's stepping forward and she-- is quite unprepared. She stops short, unresisting, her hands hovering awkwardly, uncertainly to either side of him. Truthfully, she is really only familiar with hugs on a conceptual level, and finds herself at quite a loss. ]
Rock--
[ Her own voice is thicker with feeling than she thought it would be, and she swallows to try to clear it. Blinking, she bows her head slightly, sees his shoulder; goodness, this is a weird feeling. But after a moment she lifts a pensive hand. Hesitant, gentle, she flattens it against his back, returning the hug, so to speak, even if only with one arm. ]
You didn't say anything wrong. [ Comforting him it is, then. She hardly minds, though her own eyes prick when she says, ] ... Please don't cry again. You were just being a good friend.