[He sluggish, so by the time he can react, she's already hugging him. But... Jeez. He somewhat awkwardly and tentatively hugs her back- it's. It's okay.]
It's okay. I'm okay. ...I'll be okay. [He hopes, anyway. He didn't exactly read the fine print when he used his soul as ghost fuel.]
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It's okay. I'm okay. ...I'll be okay. [He hopes, anyway. He didn't exactly read the fine print when he used his soul as ghost fuel.]