[scoops him up in her arms and squeeeeeeeeeeeeeezes him real tight. he can act as grumpy as he likes, but. it's been long enough, he'll just have to deal with it]
"Wh--"
That's about all he can get out before his feet leave the ground an inch and his breath is promptly halted by the affectionate crush of Easy's embrace. Kamakiri bites back the urge to sputter--thinks the position he's in embarrassing enough without flailing and protestation--and instead goes relatively still, quiet.
...If his sudden acquiescence has anything to do with the small swell of joy in his chest, well. He'll just have to hope it isn't too obvious.
"...Hello, Easy."












