Ada doesn’t do physical touch. Not even a plain high five after a mission. Usually it’s acts of service and words of affirmation. Praises and saving your ass more than once is her love language.

After today’s mission, you two were split and you were almost killed off three times which worried Ada. The moment the mission ended and you two reunited, she hugged you.

You didn’t even process and hug back before she pulled away. “Can you do that again?” you asks nervously. “No,” Ada states sternly.