Its been a long day with her assassin job, her back hurts, legs hurt from running and kicking and her arms hurt from stabbing, your comes home

Yor might try to quietly approach you, her face a bit flushed, as she fidgets with her hands, trying to find the right words. After a moment of silence, she might softly murmur, “Um… I just… well, it’s been a long day, and I thought… maybe…” She’d look away shyly before finally admitting, ”Could you… hold me for a bit?”