Any thoughts she had of resisting the hug vanished at his apology. Slowly, the tension in her body relaxed enough for her to return the gesture, even if her embrace wasn't as tight. The rising swell of emotions wasn't one she was equipped to handle in a lift, nor was it one she wished him to witness. At least, not so soon after their fight, anyway.

She rested her head against his chest and was immediately soothed by the sound of his heartbeat in the same steadying way Lachlan's heartbeat had reassured her. The steady thump thump was proof that they weren't done yet, that the end hadn't yet arrived to take them to whatever next plane.

"I'm sorry, too," she eventually murmured. "For shoving you out the door."