He is touch starved by nature. Angels live on grace and he may - eat now - and sleep now - and live as a being now and he has to reckon with that and with her but hugs and touch is...

Moving across the table, he wraps his arms around her and holds her gently, and then tightly.

"It's going to be okay."

He says that to both of them, to himself and the person he is hugging - hoping for some cue that he should let go when even if his is nice. This is nice and comfortable to be held like this.