[Sam isn't rigid in response, nor is he immediate. His arms lift slowly, as if slightly weighted, but when they wrap around her in return it is complete and whole-hearted. Everything turns out heavy with them, doesn't it? Their conversations, their looks, and even their touches. But there is also something very honest and real in that. They have heavy lives. Adding the two together should be enough to drown them both, but somehow he always feels lighter with Elena. He struggles for something to say—some reassurance or explanation, but nothing feels right, so he lets the embrace do the talking for now.]