[ Like the previous time she's rushed to hug him, Ragna practically freezes the moment she throws her arms around him, a proverbial deer in the headlights. Unlike the last time, however, he doesn't immediately move to try and push her away ─ instead, he manages to regain enough composure to (somewhat awkwardly) place one hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze, while putting the other one gently on her head. He's... not entirely sure what else to do, so he just lets her stay pressed against him for as long as she needs it. Lord knows she looks like she could use it. ]
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... Yeah, good to see you, too.