[Call it instinct, or experience, but, whatever the reason, the hug isn't entirely unexpected. He's used to young people latching onto him at intervals, thanks to being around Torbjörn's family as often as he was.]
[He shakes his head slightly, drawing an arm around her, carefully, but securely. It's all right. He's got you, Angel. As long as you need it.]
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[He shakes his head slightly, drawing an arm around her, carefully, but securely. It's all right. He's got you, Angel. As long as you need it.]
Do you feel better now, my friend? At all?