(Lucretia relaxes the moment his shoulders drop, unable to help smiling too. It worked! And it seems it has brought him respite, something that brings a tidal wave of relief crashing down over her all at once. It's okay now. She's kept him safe.
It's the reason she returns his hug with such enthusiasm, pressing her cheek happily against the top of his head.)
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It's the reason she returns his hug with such enthusiasm, pressing her cheek happily against the top of his head.)
Of course. Any time, Cisco.