"You feeling better," You ask, "I heard that you felt awful and responsible, but I'm not sure why. I know we didn't leave off at a good note the last time we saw each other."
"Yeah," He agrees, "I feel like... I could've done more to help you."
"I can't thank you enough," You tell him, "You probably saved my life and I don't think cookies is exactly an adequate reward."
You pat the bed besides you, getting him to come closer. Once he was closer you sit up and pull him into a big hug.
He stiffens up when you do this, a blush taking over his face.
"...You know," He breaths, "I, uh, never gotten a, uh, hug from a... mare before."
What do you do?