She moved to him then, her eyes meeting his. Then she moved to hug him, not knowing what else to do at the moment. She wanted him to hold her. She still loved him enough to give him the chance to prove what he was made of. She curled up against him assuming he would hold her. And then she would give in to crying, something that she needed very badly at the moment. She cried for a good while. It was maybe an hour before she finally pulled her face away from his neck to look at his face.