That offer of stress relief was so warm, so Big Man, that it was all Frye could do not to break down into wobbly, choked up laughter right then and there. Instead, dark shoulders slumped where she stood, the hard edges of her face softening back down into a shaky smile.
That short a run, huh... once upon a time, maybe she would've kept lashing out, boiling over about how the Stars couldn't possibly yank him for that short a time. The thing was though, that much as she hated to admit it, she'd more than seen by now that they totally could and totally would.
It was hard to bring herself to keep being mad (at least, mad at him) about the whole thing now that she'd let that initial burst of steam off her chest, especially with that in mind. After all, she'd had trouble adjusting to this place too, especially with all the mammals running about like it was nothing! If anything, the imagery she had now felt bittersweet; just how many unknown near misses had they had in that brief window?
Well, it wasn't like it mattered too much. She'd been right all this time. She'd kept their hope alive, and now they'd found him.
Without warning, she let herself topple forward, arms wide open to embrace the big guy in a breathless, tight squeezing hug. Just long enough to stress the message of forgiveness before peeling her face away, glassy hints of tears blinked away rapidly in favor of her signature wide, toothy grin.
"...y'know what this means now that we've got the three of us back together, right?"
It's a little hoarser than intended, more vulnerable. Yet the words were no less enthusiastic, her joyful declaration made plenty loud enough for the still shifting crowd to hear.
"We can start putting on shows again! REAL shows! We gotta get you to the studio, Big Man! D'ya know how to get to Golden?"
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