Maan stood there with a raised eyebrow as Avyuktha fidgeted with her fingers and offered him a nervous, awkward smile. The expression immediately made his eyebrow rise even higher. 

For a few moments, Avyuktha simply stood there, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She wasn't good at apologies. She never knew the right words to use, never knew how to put all the emotions swirling inside her into neat, sensible sentences. But there was one thing she knew. Whenever someone she loved was upset with her, hugs always worked.