[He must have just arrived. Eichi is busy processing that when he's pulled into this hug, and that delays things even further. Clutching the folded uniform with one arm, the other moves hesitantly to return this hug. His squeeze is weaker in comparison, but it's still very much more than usual.
Words are what escape him right now. He thought he'd never see anyone... Eichi has been worried about that for months. He's grateful that Tsumugi didn't have to arrive here earlier and go through something like that for an extended period of time. For someone with fragile emotions like him, that would be hard, right?
He's stuck on what to say next. He's too stunned about the uniforms, about Tsumugi just showing up, to know what to do about it. Don't mind him just existing silently in this hug while it lasts.]
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Words are what escape him right now. He thought he'd never see anyone... Eichi has been worried about that for months. He's grateful that Tsumugi didn't have to arrive here earlier and go through something like that for an extended period of time. For someone with fragile emotions like him, that would be hard, right?
He's stuck on what to say next. He's too stunned about the uniforms, about Tsumugi just showing up, to know what to do about it. Don't mind him just existing silently in this hug while it lasts.]