"Yeah, yeah." [He nudges back, unable to summon any bite to his words, much less drop his own smile.]

"And for the record: your hugs don't suck. Just not the right guy to ask. Been a long time since I had one."

[The first in literal years that he could remember coming from Roxas the day he arrived on these shores. He hadn't been great at identifying it straight away either.]

"I'm afraid you'll need to go elsewhere to get your hugs properly appraised."