Yes

Todd takes the gun away from your forehead. You breath a sigh of relief.

"I'm so sorry, I was paranoid. Alana was already taken from me once. I thought that maybe you were with the ones that took her. Is she really okay?"

"I understand that you're on edge. Alana is fine. I found I her lying in the street with a pretty nasty wound. I brought her back to my place and treated her. She's gonna be off her feet for a while, but she'll be alright."

Todd wraps you in a firm hug. You decide to reciprocate and wrap your arms around him.

"Thank you so much. I thought I lost her."

You feel a little awkward in the extended embrace. You try to move out of it, but Todd hugs you tighter. You have to admit that it does feel good to be in someone's arms. You haven't experienced this since before your husband died from the plague. As much as you are enjoying the physical contact you realize that you should be getting back to Alana.