[ He's doing his very best to keep his cool here, but alas, he's not particularly good at stopping his tears, and he's cried over far less than the revival of a friend. Of anything, this calls for tears the most, probably.
But he brings his gaze to the hand she's outstretched, fixating on it for a few moments as he listens to her talk. Then he glances back up at her face, before reaching his hands out to grab her hand, his breath hitching as he finally has concrete proof of her existence in front of him.
In that moment, he's utterly incapable of holding back any tears he has, and he hangs his head so as to obscure his eyes from her view with his bangs, as the tears fall down his cheeks. It's obvious enough that he's crying — what with the tears falling to the ground and the telltale change in his breathing pattern. But he feels better keeping his eyes out of view regardless. It's just how he is.
Finally, the fingers he's so gingerly holding her hand with squeeze a little — some form of comfort to him — as he forces himself to speak. He can't very well remain silent. ]
I-It — It is good to see you ... as well.
[ He can't get out much other than that, sorry. He'll talk more at her when he's not trying to keep from sobbing. ]
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But he brings his gaze to the hand she's outstretched, fixating on it for a few moments as he listens to her talk. Then he glances back up at her face, before reaching his hands out to grab her hand, his breath hitching as he finally has concrete proof of her existence in front of him.
In that moment, he's utterly incapable of holding back any tears he has, and he hangs his head so as to obscure his eyes from her view with his bangs, as the tears fall down his cheeks. It's obvious enough that he's crying — what with the tears falling to the ground and the telltale change in his breathing pattern. But he feels better keeping his eyes out of view regardless. It's just how he is.
Finally, the fingers he's so gingerly holding her hand with squeeze a little — some form of comfort to him — as he forces himself to speak. He can't very well remain silent. ]
I-It — It is good to see you ... as well.
[ He can't get out much other than that, sorry. He'll talk more at her when he's not trying to keep from sobbing. ]