And this is now...this is certainly a hug that's happening.
"Fragile!? I ain't fragile!"
It's all grumpy, it's all sputtering, and he snarls like an angry dog. He doesn't move from the hug until Parker finally lets him go, though that may have been from the fact he physically was unable to with her death grip.
The dust is unsettling, though.
Eliot waves a hand in front of his face and grumbles.
"What the hell is goin' on this time? Look at this...it's like we've been gone for ages..." But that's impossible. He tugs at his weird new clothes and a troubled look crosses his face.
OMG I almost forgot this one, apologies!
And this is now...this is certainly a hug that's happening.
"Fragile!? I ain't fragile!"
It's all grumpy, it's all sputtering, and he snarls like an angry dog. He doesn't move from the hug until Parker finally lets him go, though that may have been from the fact he physically was unable to with her death grip.
The dust is unsettling, though.
Eliot waves a hand in front of his face and grumbles.
"What the hell is goin' on this time? Look at this...it's like we've been gone for ages..." But that's impossible. He tugs at his weird new clothes and a troubled look crosses his face.