[It is possible a similar line of awkward for her. Nepione doesn't make it a habit to hug or do much more than the occasional shoulder pat. And she knows very well that only way she was able to do this was because he wasn't look at her when she did it. She lingers like so for longer than a few moments. She's lost count of those, actually. Better not to overstay, however, so not long after his thumb dusts along her hand, she clears her throat.]

A fine idea. I'd like it if every one of us did. A much-deserved outing.

[After all they've been through already. After what she can only guess they'll continue going through.

With some care, she draws back from him, gives his back and his shoulders one more once over and nods with some approval, though he wouldn't likely know she was doing any such thing.]

There you are. Right as rain, goes the saying.