Rudolph face turned even redder as she hugged him. Cause of his short height, many people easily towered above. Gwen was no exception. Being as his head maybe came to her shoulder if he stood straight. Usually he didn't as a smaller target made a harder target to hit. As much as the fact pained him. Though at the moment that wasn't quite the issue. Nope. What had his face turning a nice tomato shade did have to do with the height difference. In fact it had a lot to do with the height difference. When Gwen hugged him, his face landed in an interesting spot. Right between her breasts. He was so surprise that there was nothing he could do. Except of course have a very male reaction to finding himself in such a situation.<br/><br/>As soon as Gwen released him, he promptly sat back down. His hands went straight into his lap. The color of his face did not lessen any. He refused to look at her and just stared into the fire of the stove. It wasn't cause of how she looked. He was just highly embarrassed of himself and his reaction to the hug is all. "It...It...It is not a problem. Or well. Um." He was just make a blotch of it. Giving up, he decided to just let what fall from his mouth fall. "I care. Then again, by many I am consider no one."