(hugs smg3 with a red puffy face from crying and a black eye) *snif*
SMG3 is not the touchy-feely type of man. Normally, he would have loved to crush your dreams and make you beg him for any ounce of mercy. But sometimes, he can make exceptions.
He grumbles, and sighs, "There's no fun in hurting someone who is already down. Come here."
He lets you embrace him as you cry into the neck of his cape, making no moves to flinch away. When you hug him, you don't feel any body heat from him, nor any heartbeat. The only thing you do feel is the steady buzzing, humming of something...unnatural, but alive nonetheless. As gently as a demon can be, he hugs back. He makes sure that his claws, which usually tear flesh and bone don't dig into your sides. He lets you stay there for as long as you need.
When you're done, he steps back and turns to leave. But before he goes, he turns back, glares at you and says, "Tell anyone of this, and I hunt you down."
His voice, however, doesn't carry the usual growl he puts behind his threats. And as you look into his bright purple eyes, for a moment they glow with a soft, almost gentle light.
His gaze hardens as he looks away, and with a powerful jump, he soars away into the sky.