"Working, of course," he choked, unable to hold back the grin wide enough to slice his head in half. "Investigations on Flare are still on-going, and I was to contact Clemont concerning the incident at the Power Plant…"
He tore one of his arms away from Emma so he could dig through one of his pockets. “Now, please dry those tears off from your beautiful face, yes?” he chuckled, pulling a pack of tissues out and offering them to her. Not that he looked any better.
She took the tissue and blew her nose noisily, then started dabbing at her cheeks; her face was a little splotchy from the episode, but she didn't seem to notice. And then she fell backwards onto the ground, sitting there with her legs crossed and Mimi hanging like a cape around her neck.
One more sniffle, and then, "I missed you, Mr. Looker."









