She hesitated, her hand brushing his shoulder momentarily, but it was just a quick second. It seemed it was more for her own comfort rather than his, as she didn't intend to make him uncomfortable.
His brow furrowed and he watched her. "I'm not him," he said after a moment, his voice low. "I'm not your husband. I just look like him."
He sighed for a moment before tilting his head. "Do you... this is a weird question, but would a hug help?"
She observed him, her brow furrowing. It took a moment before she went to him and wrapped her arms around him.
He hugged her back. It was a little awkward at first, but he felt the same as he always had, his heartbeat still strong and steady in his chest. "It'll be okay."
He laughed kind of sadly, nodding. "Of course. It'll get figured out, okay? I just... I'm not the guy you think I am."
