Anik's tight hug would definitely compress the loosely compacted dirt girl, making a imprint of Anik's arms across Hillary's back; Hillary however wouldn't make this a big deal at all, and would frankly not even bring attention to it. "I snuggled up with Timea like I always do, right over there." Hillary said, pointing over in the general direction she'd come from, her body slowly reforming back to what it had been looking like before it had been squeezed although with her turning Mochan would get a clear view of the arm imprints.
When told she felt like dirt, Hillary would look down at herself, arms raised to her pits. "Oh that's because I am." She commented, then brushed at her thigh as if to 'clean' them. "Ya, that's dirt." She confirmed before moving closer to Anik to inspect her.
Luckily for Anik, it seemed by some means she'd only gotten some particles on her, Hillary keeping herself mostly together it seemed. So although there was some specs, it was nothing a quick few swipes of a hand wouldn't fix. "Oh, um. Ya there's a little bit here... and here." Hillary said as she pointed them out, touching the spots to thankfully give Anik an idea of where. "S-Sorry." Hillary finished with.