This is the first person she's hugged since she was a child, or at least the first alive person since Grandpa died. Jade honestly thought she'd never see them again, her friends from back home. But she realizes that this is kind of awkward and oh wow, being social probably means that she should let go. So she steps away, putting her hands behind her back.

"You're John, right? I mean, you look like him. But your hair's long." Oops, she's rambling in her whispery voice, and talking hurts. Jade coughs, and then smiles at him. "Sorry."