She wanted to remain unaffected. Untouched by his closeness. Out of loyalty to Robin, she did try, but she'd been without touch for so many months. Her skin ached for it.

He'd put her hands on his shoulders, but she moved a step closer and put them around his neck instead. If she didn't think too hard, she could let herself enjoy the moment. If Dyson knew, he was pretending not to, and for now, she could pretend too.