When he hugs her, Morgana freezes. When she was little, she was the one who gave kisses, and hugs, and was far more open than she is now. Their roles are reversed.

As much as she steeled herself for this, Morgana is finding it difficult not to cry. She never thought she would be back here.

Very tentatively, Arthur will feel a hand on his back, when she finally returns the hug, and her head, very lightly on his shoulder. She's tired enough, that if this was years ago, she might have let him hold up the majority of her weight, as little as it is now.