[Just like that, the sensation is gone, and Jon is just Jon. At least looking at him straight on. Out of the corners of her eyes, there's still a wrongness about him, something that tickles at the awareness, but doesn't quite form words to go with it.]
Sasha it's... oh, my god, it's really you. It's you!
[Jon's not a physically demonstrative man most of the time, but in this one instance? He lunges for her. That probably looks overly aggressive all things considered. Really, he's just trying to wrap her in an awkward hug.]
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Sasha it's... oh, my god, it's really you. It's you!
[Jon's not a physically demonstrative man most of the time, but in this one instance? He lunges for her. That probably looks overly aggressive all things considered. Really, he's just trying to wrap her in an awkward hug.]