[When Yukio DOESN'T smack him away, or draw a gun, or otherwise do anything to stop him, Rin brings his other hand up and touching Yukio with both of them. His hands are weird, with soft, leathery pads and fluffy fur. He squishes Yukio's face and pulls at his ears, testing to see if he was really real.
And he was. He was really there. Flooded with relief, Rin throws his arms around Yukio and buries his face in his shoulder. Sorry, little bro, but you're not going to get any answers right away]
Yukio! It is you! You're real, you're here! I can't... wait...
[the hug is short-lived, and Rin holds on to Yukio's shoulders. He was here. He was real. And that meant--]
You're here! Shit. Fuck. Damn! You... did they drag you out of the ocean too? Were you all covered with scratches? Please say no. Please say you just found your way here to rescue me. Please.
[There's pleading in Rin's eyes, slight panic showing in the way his ears are pinned back. He has to know. Then he can explain everything, but he has to know how Yukio got here]
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And he was. He was really there. Flooded with relief, Rin throws his arms around Yukio and buries his face in his shoulder. Sorry, little bro, but you're not going to get any answers right away]
Yukio! It is you! You're real, you're here! I can't... wait...
[the hug is short-lived, and Rin holds on to Yukio's shoulders. He was here. He was real. And that meant--]
You're here! Shit. Fuck. Damn! You... did they drag you out of the ocean too? Were you all covered with scratches? Please say no. Please say you just found your way here to rescue me. Please.
[There's pleading in Rin's eyes, slight panic showing in the way his ears are pinned back. He has to know. Then he can explain everything, but he has to know how Yukio got here]