She hadn't expected that. At first, she was stiff in his arms. Carrie couldn't really recall a time that he'd initiated physical contact. Not a hug, at least. He always patted her and fought with her. But he didn't embrace her. It just wasn't something Bruce did.
After a second, her arms went around him and she buried her face in his shoulder. She felt her eyes water and she didn't really know why. Maybe it was just stress. Maybe something else entirely. She held onto him tightly, not really caring that they were in the middle of the street, that people could see them.