"A frozen puddle is just ice," she informed him, smiling at how silly he sounded and biting back a giggle. The last thing she wanted was him thinking she was making fun of him.
At his acceptance, though, Sophie relaxed some herself and moved her free hand from his shoulder to brace against his back instead to return the hug and keep them close. "You're trouble," she stated simply, smiling to herself as she noticed how content she was to be so near to him again. Curiously, she'd been more tense and upset when there'd been more distance between them before. Now...things just felt right and oddly cozy.
She couldn't really help herself, taking the opportunity to nuzzle into his shoulder and just breathe in his scent. It wasn't something she did with family or other shifters she'd met, but it felt right with him, like she couldn't get enough of it or feared she might lose it if she didn't do it enough. She wasn't sure why that particular thing bothered her, but it did. She didn't want to forget it or forget him and it was an easy scent to relax her with, eyes closing contently as she settled in to just rest with him.