She wasn't sure how getting kicked rather painfully had gone to being trapped in a hug by Sim, but she didn't really care. Suddenly Ginger wasn't so convinced either of them could protect her from man-eating-bat-things or themselves.

Her eyes were a little misty as she let Sim hug her, looking back at Gray with a mix of an apologetic and hurt expression.

"I want to go back to my room," she mumbled into Sim's shoulder, a hand moving to rub the area Sim had kicked gingerly.