[There she goes, looking him over like not a day passed since his last physical. It'd been easy to ignore how cold the water was until her warm hands were on him. It's soothing in one sense but also brings a subtle existential ache that this isn't a dream and that they were actually physically here on this weird alien planet and that he was actually really seriously just riding a pegasus. She doesn't give him much opportunity to frown at her and her ankle before he's being hugged. He stands there a little dumbly, too afraid to accept how much he'd missed regular human contact. It's only a second or so before he's got his arms around her and is holding her up in the embrace.
(Lord, he'd missed it.)
When he pulls back he keeps his hands at her shoulders, fairly doing his own assessment.]
Can't say that's how I imagined any reunion going either.
[That is to say he imagined no reunions going on ever, which is probably clear by the way he avoids her gaze near the tail end of that statement. The Recall had gone unanswered by him.]
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(Lord, he'd missed it.)
When he pulls back he keeps his hands at her shoulders, fairly doing his own assessment.]
Can't say that's how I imagined any reunion going either.
[That is to say he imagined no reunions going on ever, which is probably clear by the way he avoids her gaze near the tail end of that statement. The Recall had gone unanswered by him.]