( He hands back for a moment, simply because this is weird. Everything is a constantly bombardment of weird shit happening. This is hardly up there with your sister is a supervillain or yes, those nightmares you're having are actually my memories, but it's still weird.
That painful collection of seconds drop away, and he finally steps forward. It's a careful hug, because his arm still kills, unsure whether to curl it into the hug or hold it away, while his other arm awkwardly looks around the small of her back. )
Okay.
( He does like the hugs. They're just very, very awkward, still. )
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That painful collection of seconds drop away, and he finally steps forward. It's a careful hug, because his arm still kills, unsure whether to curl it into the hug or hold it away, while his other arm awkwardly looks around the small of her back. )
Okay.
( He does like the hugs. They're just very, very awkward, still. )