There's many reasons Drizella would seek out physical comfort- everything to do with her mother and sisters for example. But she doesn't- she wouldn't. Not unless it was Henry, honestly... but that's not exactly information she's willing to give up regardless if the other person knew him or not.

This place, that perfume, she huffs out a dry laugh and shakes her head. "I honestly don't know anymore. I feel like I just need contact... But I don't know exactly what. A hug? More hand holding?"

She shifts to lean against him more, now that his arm is around her.