It'd be more suffering if she didn't hug back, arms snug around it. Breathe in, breathe out - the sense is there that she needs this, as much as Angel wants to give it. She could crack some joke about how she's not going to barber just anyone, but it would ruin the moment, the feeling. So she doesn't, and just stays there, and thinks about mushrooms turning soil into something rich for other things to grow in.
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She opens her arms, ready for it. That he likes it, will live with it, is all the thanks she truly needs.
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