"...So there are others," marvels Soren, noting it aloud but tucking it away for further investigation. Right now, he's so much more absorbed by their reunion and becoming increasingly aware that they've turned into a public spectacle. Embarrassing as it is to recognize, that part of him is much weaker beneath the weight of this moment, and so, for just a little longer, he keeps him there. Who cares about what they think, anyway? This is more important to him than any of them.

...But he does nudge his head away a little bit. "I can tell. Your tears are slipping down my neck, you shameless crybaby," he scolds fondly, on the verge of tears himself and unable to fully mask it.