[ She immediately wonders if hugging him was a mistake. Again, he's not Cecil. Cecil would've caught her, maybe spun her around, and then went on about his day as if it had never happened.

Part of her problem, she thought, was that he wasn't Cecil. ]

That's the sort of thing people do when they miss someone. Most people, anyway. You have to be difficult and do the opposite, though, don't you? [ So, it's something like forgiveness for ignoring her. Some weird understanding. Although if there's a next time, it's likely to only be the punch he receives from her. She gently brushes a hand against his bicep, ghosting it before letting it fall back to her side. ]

Come on, let's go.