Wellllllllll, no, that would be silly. Although she was finding it incredibly difficult to pull out of his arms- she had to question if there was need to do so. Ever. She could stay like that for hours, basking in the warmth and safety in the room. Just listening to the soft murmurs of reassurance from her 'friend', glad he couldn't see her face.

She's not sure how long she sat like that, wrapped in his arms, with her own curled around him snugly as she practically nuzzled against his chest. Eventually, she gave a deep sigh, "Thank you, Allen." She pulled back a little, tilting her face up to look at him. ...oh he's.. why is she surprised he's close like this?