Akeem was really quite English, so hugs were not something he doled out casually. When he offered one, he meant a proper embrace, and given the state Curnen was in, he had hardly expected anything else than what he got: an armful of six-fingered Fae in dire need of comfort. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to the top of her hair. "It's going to be all right," he told her quietly, despite still not having a clear idea at all of what was going on.
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