The last thing Sisse expected as a hug, but one moment he was standing opposite her and the next his arms were around her. It was so rare for a boy to hug her, or even touch her. There had been the rare moment when Obie hugged her when her mother had died, but other than that it was hand holds in their etiquette dance lessons. Perhaps it was because Mr. Higgs had just held her hands and danced with her this evening, perhaps it was the second drink she'd had, but whatever the reason she was acutely aware of everywhere Lester touched. Her cheeks turned pink even as she instinctually hugged him back, allowing him to steady and comfort her. She should step away, but it was so unexpected, so comforting that she didn't want to let go. "Thank you." She murmred into his shoulder.