[It takes a little more than that to ruin things. Yuan doesn't expect that this alone will have done much negative.]
[He's about to say something to that effect when Zelos nearly slams into him. Hugs aren't precisely new from Zelos, but it's in the middle of everyone, and Yuan is still not entirely used to it. He stiffens for just a moment, a brief sharp inhalation, before he eases again.]
[...well. There will be no undoing this. Not, precisely, that he wants to. Very carefully, Yuan settles an arm over Zelos's shoulders. Reserved; but present, nevertheless.]
What do you think you're doing?
[This is low, and not really accusatory, only a demand to know.]
no subject
[He's about to say something to that effect when Zelos nearly slams into him. Hugs aren't precisely new from Zelos, but it's in the middle of everyone, and Yuan is still not entirely used to it. He stiffens for just a moment, a brief sharp inhalation, before he eases again.]
[...well. There will be no undoing this. Not, precisely, that he wants to. Very carefully, Yuan settles an arm over Zelos's shoulders. Reserved; but present, nevertheless.]
What do you think you're doing?
[This is low, and not really accusatory, only a demand to know.]