( He huffs out a sigh, tail swaying back and forth behind him when Inigo takes him up on his offer. It's simple to wrap his arms around his friend in turn, considering that part of him misses the ease of not needing the backs and forths of this, of just nosing or nudging or collapsing into others and not needing to say, this is what I need. Just finding claws preening through fur, or the thwap of a tail against a leg, or any of the ways he's slow to identify as missing in his sense of normalcy.
Hugs weren't as frequent, not in this sense; as reassurance, yes, or when one needed the comfort, particularly when they'd been younger. But he'll take it, too. Subbing in whatever other needs for the one easier to deal with across peoples, by and large.
He rests his cheek against Inigo's head, and sighs again. )
Yeah, well. You have my permission to hug me whenever. Even when I'm small.
( Much as it continues to bother him in a way he just doesn't keep harping on about. Nothing can change it. He knows that, and it isn't the point. )
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Hugs weren't as frequent, not in this sense; as reassurance, yes, or when one needed the comfort, particularly when they'd been younger. But he'll take it, too. Subbing in whatever other needs for the one easier to deal with across peoples, by and large.
He rests his cheek against Inigo's head, and sighs again. )
Yeah, well. You have my permission to hug me whenever. Even when I'm small.
( Much as it continues to bother him in a way he just doesn't keep harping on about. Nothing can change it. He knows that, and it isn't the point. )