[ In the brief moment that they hug (ten seconds exactly) he holds her tight and his eyes flutter closed. Without his psychic abilities or a tether to her she can't tell that he feels comforted by it but he hopes that she gets the sentiment anyway.
The flutter of her lips on his cheek roots him to his spot and his brain short circuits. It takes him a minute to reply but he starts by clearing his throat. ]
Right. Wouldn't want to get on his bad side. Sleep well.
[ He waits until the door closes firmly behind her before going letting out a breath he hadn't known he was holding in. It's only a beat later that he turns on his heel and making a beeline straight for the library. ]
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The flutter of her lips on his cheek roots him to his spot and his brain short circuits. It takes him a minute to reply but he starts by clearing his throat. ]
Right. Wouldn't want to get on his bad side. Sleep well.
[ He waits until the door closes firmly behind her before going letting out a breath he hadn't known he was holding in. It's only a beat later that he turns on his heel and making a beeline straight for the library. ]