Marcille hesitates for a very long moment before throwing herself into Laios' arms. As awful as it is to realize she'd put her trust into the wrong person and as bad as it feels to know that she'd told Laios he was lying all those days before...

As bad as all of that is, she just really wants a hug.

"Laios," she whispers, and then she presses her face against his chest and sobs and sobs.

Sorry, Laios. Your shirt is going to get all snotty now.