For the moment, the flopping down urge won out. She let go of his hand and lay herself down next to him with a sigh.

She knew this was a risk. She knew she wanted a hug or something, and she knew she was going to fail to ask for that, and she knew there was more than a small chance that he wasn't going to dare to touch her like that when she was like this.

But she didn't want to just get up and leave.