The hug was welcomed, and some of the shivering faded when he said that he'd take the dog. It wasn't that she had been so worried about the animal, but perhaps that it represented her really trying to let go of all of this.
Not only was she still willing to allow the holding, she seemed to want it, leaning against the older man as she listened to him. His throat wasn't the only one that was tight, and after a moment she hugged him back, tightly. "It's ok, it really is. I don't want to die, I don't know if I'd ever be really calm about this but...I'm human. We're not supposed to be calm in the face of death, huh?" Especially this way, this abruptly. "I don't want to go that way, though. I...I'm ready. Just do it? Please?" Before she lost her nerve, or before he lost his. Kira didn't know exactly what he had planned, but she trusted it would be quick. Pressing her face against his shoulder for a moment, as she all but whispered the last words. "Thank you, Pete."