No, he's not used to being hugged, but that doesn't mean he minds. One arm is hovering halfway around her, as though afraid to make contact, when she steps back. He drops his arm to his side quickly.

"...you too," he said. Though, honestly, the fact that he's here probably says that louder.

He waits till she settles the helmet on to stretch himself on the ground. He's so tired of lying down....