[With someone else, he might hug them, but with Peggy - even though she allows him to embrace her, albeit begrudgingly - he just reaches out to take her hand and squeeze it. A hug doesn't seem right at a moment like this, if only because of the warmth of moonlacing complicating things.
(And, of course, he allows her the bottle without complaint.)]
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(And, of course, he allows her the bottle without complaint.)]
Christ. I'm not sure I would've made it.