[To his credit, at least, Quatre seems to realize that this is a little irregular. Sort of. No more irregular than the rest of the day, and fairly tame in comparison, but still.
Hugging strangers is awkward. So he blinks at the sounds she makes.] Sorry... this is strange, isn't it? I'm sorry.
[Sorry just not letting go. Hang on.] That's strange...
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Hugging strangers is awkward. So he blinks at the sounds she makes.] Sorry... this is strange, isn't it? I'm sorry.
[Sorry just not letting go. Hang on.] That's strange...