[ It was rather ironic, considering - Chloe was touch-averse, often shying away from having someone even brush up against her shoulder. But there were a handful of people that she let herself let go of it for, to relax and to trust in a way that she didn't most. McCree was apparently one of them, one of a small number that she could barely count on one hand.
It's why her hug was maybe tighter than it needed to be, her eyes closing when she feels him return it and she take a moment to cherish that. It takes her a minute to finally pull away, straightening out her shirt a little awkwardly and clearing her throat. ]
I'll um - I'll let you ... get into some real clothes. Or catch a few more hours of sleep.
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It's why her hug was maybe tighter than it needed to be, her eyes closing when she feels him return it and she take a moment to cherish that. It takes her a minute to finally pull away, straightening out her shirt a little awkwardly and clearing her throat. ]
I'll um - I'll let you ... get into some real clothes. Or catch a few more hours of sleep.