Fred's lips thinned at what he said next. Her hands released his as she looked at him, wondering where this conversation went wrong.
"Are you saying that I can't hug my friends? Is that what you're saying?" Her brows furrowed as she looked at him with a hint of hurt confusion. "I don't think I like that. I don't have many friends who are still here, and while I don't think any of them would mind not getting hugs, I mind being told who is allowed to touch me. That isn't something a trusting person asks, or is that the point? You don't trust me?"