"Oh, that was it..." He looked to the sea, putting his arms upon the railing, and his chin upon his arms. "I put my arms around you, because that is what my father did before he died. I felt special, and I cried because of the sadness that I had because of the love, of the specialness my father, as well as my mother, gave to me. I guess" He paused, hesitating on the words to use, "I guess I wanted you to not be sad, so I wanted to comfort you with a hug. It was...to make you feel special because you have a friend that cares." Valentine looked down, not knowing anything of the significance of the hug, other than it had bothered her. He sighed, "I am sorry if that made you feel bad."