[she isn't deliberately avoiding him, just... being awkward. And sort of stalling. She knows they're going to come back to the topic of their lost daughter, and she doesn't know how to handle it.
When he touches her shoulder, she sighs and, after a moment, awkwardly turns around to wrap her arms about his waist and lean into a hug]
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When he touches her shoulder, she sighs and, after a moment, awkwardly turns around to wrap her arms about his waist and lean into a hug]