He's not a stranger to hugs or physical affection, not anymore, not since Eve and the LITs but this here is different. This is from a time before and it is firmly rooted in sentiment and emotion. Flynn's hand comes up to rest on Peter's back and with a quick, surprised smile flashing on his face before he returns the hug. It's stiff and clumsy, like he doesn't quite know what to do.]
I... I missed you, too.
[His voice is still guarded but it has softened, some warmth coming back. He is glad to see Peter. He did miss his friend. He just doesn't know how to deal with it right now.]
I mean, you know. I would have if I had remembered you. How long was I gone?
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He's not a stranger to hugs or physical affection, not anymore, not since Eve and the LITs but this here is different. This is from a time before and it is firmly rooted in sentiment and emotion. Flynn's hand comes up to rest on Peter's back and with a quick, surprised smile flashing on his face before he returns the hug. It's stiff and clumsy, like he doesn't quite know what to do.]
I... I missed you, too.
[His voice is still guarded but it has softened, some warmth coming back. He is glad to see Peter. He did miss his friend. He just doesn't know how to deal with it right now.]
I mean, you know. I would have if I had remembered you. How long was I gone?