Her lips spread in a happy smile when Hunter walked into her apartment. She turned her head to see him and greet him with a smile as he set the food on the coffee table. She didn't need much beckoning for the hug, though. She practically jumped off the couch and into his arms, buring her face in his chest. A sense of complete safety wrapped around her as he hugged her. It was warm and nice and something she only felt with Hunter, only now it was like a million times stronger; like it was at the ball.
"Not anymore," she replied. Nieve was bored out of her mind during the mornings unless a friend or her father stopped by. She couldn't play with Hawkeye all the time, the dog needed some rest after hours of playing. She needed to do something, but she 'needed to rest' as the doctors said. Hunter's visits were the only thing that kept her from dying of boredom. "I feel better," she said, looking up at him. "Going back to work next week." She couldn't spend another week in her house not working.