He grunted at that one. But spurred on by her demand, he clumsily put his arms around her loosely. It was awkward and not at all something he was comfortable with - which showed by the grimace on his face. But he did it all the same.
And damned if the tension didn't seem to ease from him in minor increments as he held her. He didn't like that either.
"I still fucking hate you," he muttered into her hair, closing his eyes. But he had kinda missed her too. Damn it.