"Deckard, I--" McCrane started, having so much that he wanted to
explain...but he was stopped by the hug.
He did not know what to do with a hug. He did not feel he deserved
"...I'm sorry," he replied, quietly, out of sorts but not pulling away. He
couldn't pull away from Deckard. Maybe he did not deserve the
embrace...but it grounded him, and it comforted him in a way he did not
"I did not want to give up. Perhaps I got that from you, also."
Slowly, he brought his hands up to return the hug.
"It's what to do now that I am still confused by, Deckard. I feel like