[Have a hard blink, Anise, before you up and man-handle the poor guy. The redhead quickly regains his composure and is putting his hands on the puppeteer's shoulders to look at her. The stunned expression quickly shifts to a relieved one.]
Anise... [He pulls her in for a real non-twirly hug. Does that answer you question, Anise? After a brush with death, this is all he can think to do.]
I was worried you all had... [Not going to actually say it, but she should get the idea. He releases her and scratches the side of his head, looking away.]
Sorry, it's... been a really ... long and confusing day. [He lets out a laugh, in spite of it being nothing more than a cover for how stressed and sad he is.]
gimme starbucks and you've gotta deal
Anise... [He pulls her in for a real
non-twirlyhug. Does that answer you question, Anise? After a brush with death, this is all he can think to do.]I was worried you all had... [Not going to actually say it, but she should get the idea. He releases her and scratches the side of his head, looking away.]
Sorry, it's... been a really ... long and confusing day. [He lets out a laugh, in spite of it being nothing more than a cover for how stressed and sad he is.]