[ Her smile, her sentiment mean the world to him, and it's all he can do but do his best to reflect it back at her — slight smile, kind (if blackened) eyes. One last little warm, friendly squeeze before he breaks the hug. ]

Yeah. I think I gotta be heading back to Highstorm soon; discord's starting to make me a little cagey. [ And he doesn't want to let its effects start acting up around Gray, where the discomfort starting to settle in is only gonna make him shitty to be around.

He's still okay for now, though. His voice is still warm, filled with a fondness reserved for just a few people, and she's one of them. ] Thanks for having me. And for taking the stuff back. We should meet up here again sometime, see how well the plant's doing.

[ It's gonna be doing great, right? Because they get along great, simple as that. ]