She wrapped her arms around him, noticing that he was wearing one of her shirts. It was fine, though, he could keep it now that it was stretched out. Her hug may have lasted longer than a casual one, but she wanted his scent to wash over and comfort her.
"Congratulations!" She said when she finally let him go, his energy always so infectious. "It smells so good. What is it?" The thought of drinking again turned her stomach, even if it was mundane spirits. "I'll pass on the whiskey, though. I kinda went overboard last night."