That embrace is somehow too much and not nearly enough all at once, which is par for the course when he is around Johanna. Adhemar is still in her arms for a moment, so startled by the sudden intimacy and the smell of her hair, then folds his arms around her waist, the curve of her back and shoulders.

"Technically, I suppose, you did make it but I would not suggest explaining technicalities to weather."

He makes a sound somewhere between a scoff and a sigh, and, "I am surprisingly reluctant to tempt fate in this manner a second time." He draws back just enough to look down at her face, attempting to glean to the best of his ability just how furious she is with him before pushing his luck further.

"Thank you," he begins again after a pause, "for opening the door."