[Felicia immediately goes stiff, completely frozen as PM hugs her. There are two things overwhelming her right now: one, that there is a tiny xeno giving her a hug; and two, that is has been a very, very long time since anyone has given her a hug, and that it feels both completely strange and, somehow, nice.]
[summoning up her courage, her eyes still huge and staring in shock at the floppy mail hat in her shoulder and the white-shelled head underneath it, she gives PM a couple hesitant pats on the back.]