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Well.

This was barely skirting the 'skeevy old man' territory, considering he didn't know the kid from the rest of the adolescents tromping around the city, but — well, all bait-and-switch dilemmas aside, it wasn't an instance he'd write up in the burn book as a cardinal sin. One-armed embraces were at least considered substantial attempts at camaraderie, right? Floundering any further was idiotic, and with that resolve firmly cemented in his mind, he awkwardly — with no sense of good graces or decorum — wrapped the minor in a hug before slowly retracting back to absently scratch his cheek.