[ Obligingly, Jess nocked her head on his shoulder and embraced him. It taxed him considerably to confront everything he'd shared. He looked wrung out and sad. It was no small feat that she'd found the right words to mollify him any sense of accomplishment was too weak to reach her heart. The most that she could claim to have done was not make the experience worse for him.
She was always quick to end a hug. She let him dictate the length of this one, contented by the liquor to stay as long he liked it to go on. He was warm, soft and solid all at once, and it was comforting to be held by him, paradoxically because he wasn't doing it for the benefit of her comfort. ]
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She was always quick to end a hug. She let him dictate the length of this one, contented by the liquor to stay as long he liked it to go on. He was warm, soft and solid all at once, and it was comforting to be held by him, paradoxically because he wasn't doing it for the benefit of her comfort. ]