[ He's feeling that restless energy as well, foot tapping on the ground as he bides his time, flipping aimlessly through his phone in order to keep himself busy. (He's not even reading anything on the screen, just watching shapes move up and down behind the glass as he fidgets.)
He glances up when he hears a loud patter of footsteps burst into the hangar, spotting a shock of bleached blond hair as Ryuji zips around one of the ships in his frantic search. (He can't stop a grin from peeling away at the corners of his mouth.)
He whistles sharply to catch his attention. ]
Over here, big guy.
[ Once they're finally facing each other, he holds out his arms to Ryuji, completely stone-faced once more. (Are they gonna hug like real bros or whut.)
...Also he's bending slightly at the knees, trying to get his center of gravity locked and looking more like a defending linebacker than anything else. He's also preeeetty sure he's gonna get bowled over despite his efforts. ]
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He glances up when he hears a loud patter of footsteps burst into the hangar, spotting a shock of bleached blond hair as Ryuji zips around one of the ships in his frantic search. (He can't stop a grin from peeling away at the corners of his mouth.)
He whistles sharply to catch his attention. ]
Over here, big guy.
[ Once they're finally facing each other, he holds out his arms to Ryuji, completely stone-faced once more. (Are they gonna hug like real bros or whut.)
...Also he's bending slightly at the knees, trying to get his center of gravity locked and looking more like a defending linebacker than anything else. He's also preeeetty sure he's gonna get bowled over despite his efforts. ]
Give me some sugar.