Of course the fact that they were from different times and skin was everywhere in the 21st century had nothing to do with it. Still, she smiled up at him, shaking her head.
"I wanted to," she explained, gently pulling her wrists from his grasp so that her own arms could wind about him in a tight hug.
Even as she pulled back, arms kept hold of him, eyes studying him. "I like helping you, spending time with you, Guy. And I know you don't spend time with very many people."