The physical contact has once again come around to being strange to Evan, in its frequency and sincere quality. But this time, this time, he knows to lean into it, he remembers how much he'd missed the tactility and how surprised he'd been by the depth of that missing, when he'd been sent home. He twists to face into the hug and wraps his arms around Mel too, squeezing the other man tight, feeling lithe muscle and the deep warmth of another body, and feeling a rush of pleasure for it.
Mel's words infuse him with a similar warmth, a confusing and heady mix that he's not quite ready to immediately start dissecting. He gives the elf an extra squeeze for the admission.
And then a thought occurs to him, and the younger man laughs. "You must have been so pleased to get your arm back," he says, not letting go of his friend yet. "This is a solid fifty percent more hug than I remember."
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Date: 2016-10-12 10:52 am (UTC)Mel's words infuse him with a similar warmth, a confusing and heady mix that he's not quite ready to immediately start dissecting. He gives the elf an extra squeeze for the admission.
And then a thought occurs to him, and the younger man laughs. "You must have been so pleased to get your arm back," he says, not letting go of his friend yet. "This is a solid fifty percent more hug than I remember."