[Shiro strikes him as the stubborn type-- and the hugging type, he realises in a sharp jolt, several of his tentacles twitching. Fukami's stiffened now that he's being hugged, one of his hands lifted in the air, fingers hovering over his back. Don't look at his face he's making a stupid one.
Did he do anything worth hugging him for? After a moment, he places his hand on Shiro's head. He strokes several times, much like he's comforting someone much younger, like a child after they've woken from a nightmare.] ...I can always listen, if nothing else. [He knows he's not the most talkative, or probably the most comforting.]
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[Shiro strikes him as the stubborn type-- and the hugging type, he realises in a sharp jolt, several of his tentacles twitching. Fukami's stiffened now that he's being hugged, one of his hands lifted in the air, fingers hovering over his back. Don't look at his face he's making a stupid one.
Did he do anything worth hugging him for? After a moment, he places his hand on Shiro's head. He strokes several times, much like he's comforting someone much younger, like a child after they've woken from a nightmare.] ...I can always listen, if nothing else. [He knows he's not the most talkative, or probably the most comforting.]