[The worst part is that she knows he means it. He's let her take air out of his lungs to save herself, what else could he possibly give? In a place like this, it's really better not to ask.

And she doesn't care if it's going to be awkward, if he's going to stand there obligingly while she hugs him, or if he reciprocates. She does it, arms fitting around him and holding on good and tight.]

Just don't let me stay stuck without you.

[She's been stuck without him. She could hardly bear it.]