[ In that moment, it doesn't occur to him that she might be a little startled by the welcome; he's just so relieved to see her.
Truthfully, it hasn't been all that long since she disappeared but the surprise of it, of her being here one day, a constant presence in this city, and then suddenly not without warning, might have impacted him more than he's willing to admit, might have lowered his overall mood. He's been trying to put on a positive face for the sake of others who are still here, but Rey had been one of the last connections to his own time, if not necessarily his own galaxy. He wonders if she ever connected with Han at all, or if she decided to keep her distance instead, knowing what they do about his future.
She's tense against him and immediately he realizes he might have not thought this through, how she would respond to the unexpected invasion of her space, but once she withdraws enough to see him she reaches in to return the hug — albeit with a scolding tone in her voice, but he tucks his face in against her to hide his grin because it would be like her to pair both in the same gesture. ]
Sorry.
[ When he finally pulls back, he's not going far, hands shifting down to rest against the crooks of her elbows; he's always been able to look her directly in the eye with their heights about the same and he does so now, peering into her face. ]
Are you okay? [ Right now, he's just looking for any sign she might be affected moreso than not. This city likes to do that to people. ]
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Truthfully, it hasn't been all that long since she disappeared but the surprise of it, of her being here one day, a constant presence in this city, and then suddenly not without warning, might have impacted him more than he's willing to admit, might have lowered his overall mood. He's been trying to put on a positive face for the sake of others who are still here, but Rey had been one of the last connections to his own time, if not necessarily his own galaxy. He wonders if she ever connected with Han at all, or if she decided to keep her distance instead, knowing what they do about his future.
She's tense against him and immediately he realizes he might have not thought this through, how she would respond to the unexpected invasion of her space, but once she withdraws enough to see him she reaches in to return the hug — albeit with a scolding tone in her voice, but he tucks his face in against her to hide his grin because it would be like her to pair both in the same gesture. ]
Sorry.
[ When he finally pulls back, he's not going far, hands shifting down to rest against the crooks of her elbows; he's always been able to look her directly in the eye with their heights about the same and he does so now, peering into her face. ]
Are you okay? [ Right now, he's just looking for any sign she might be affected moreso than not. This city likes to do that to people. ]