( chest ) sender pulls the receiver into their chest for a hug / cuddle - from @divinegnosis
When the First Man appeared, Silver did not know what to do. Does she flee? Should she fight? Heaven had sent him down to kill her, that was the mission from the start, wasn’t it? And the Nephil managed to con the angel into striking a deal with her, one fabricated by her own silver tongue. Silver had lied to him, misled his efforts, and unwittingly began to gain his trust.
The general of the exorcist army had every reason to strike Silver down. But when Adam’s hands reached for her, she figured it would be for her throat or some form of violence. Instead, she found herself smothered in his embrace, held to his chest.
The ruffled feathers of her wings began to smooth as hot tears stung the edges of her eyes. Why? Why was Adam doing this? What is he doing?! Was this to mess with her?
Lifting her arms, Silver circled them around the First Man, clinging to him as finger gripped tight to the fabric of his robes. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry I deceived you! That I was not truthful sooner…”