🫂- not for my actual muse, but can you do a hug reaction for if Emily (or one of the other lil clones) were to hug Zeno?
Zeno wasn’t used to being touched. The last time anyone touched him in a way that wasn’t purely observational was when he was a small, underweight little boy. When he had been torn away from the only mother he had ever known and locked in a prison to be programmed into a new replacement for his father.
Now though, a decade later and over six feet tall, he felt a tiny thump bump against his hip. He glanced down to see a small pale little girl hugging him. She looked like Grace, only pale and lacking melanin. An albino just like him.
He gave the little girl a soft smile, the inherent empathy in him for clones like him echoing towards this little girl.
Without a word, he lowered himself onto one knee, opening his arms to hug the child back.
“…..It’s going to be okay.”
