[It comes as a little surprise, but he keeps a good hold of her regardless, his arms still around her waist comfortably, and loose enough that she can move if she'd like. He wants to hold her close, and can't help but smile fondly as she leans against him, but he'd rather not trap her in either. She's got all the freedom in gaia to move as she'd like.]

Here we go with the puppy analogies. I think I could do with out, but if you think so, i'll let it slide. [He does think that you spoil him though, lifting a hand from around her to smooth down her hair.]

Man, does it suck that I couldn't get back to Midgar... [Excuse him as his mind goes on to think about living out and away from people with a cute little brown-haired wife and some kids.] That would have made me real happy.