[ For a moment Mey-Rin just enjoys the hug. A deep inhale and she manages to bring herself back enough to hold Riza at arms length again, though one hand does come up to wipe at the corner of one of her eyes beneath the rim of her glasses. ]

I'm sorry, Miss Riza... I know you're tired. Lets get you to the bath and straight to bed.

[ A brief pause. ]

Would you like me to wash your hair for you...?