Sabrina reaches up to pat his red cheeks, and then, just because it's still very comforting, leans forward until she can wrap her much shorter arms around him for a hug.

"I'm not exactly good at just putting up with things until they get better," she says, though it's not a new truth to either of them. "And it's a holiday too. I mean, definitely not my holiday in a religious or genetic sense... but still."