[ That's right, a friend doesn't give orders. They give advice, they aid, but they would never force Sariel to do something he didn't want to. The asking, the offer of hands, rather than outright touching, was proof of that; Siffrin knows what it's like, when it's too much.
So when Sariel begins to cry, they feel more comfortable in squeezing his hands very gently. A hug would be in order, but...
... But they don't know if Sariel would like it, actually. ]
Sariel.
[ Fond, friendly, before they reach up with one pair of joined hands to motion Sariel down just a bit, to wipe his tears. Far too tall, this one. ]
I missed you too. We should have tea, now that we can.
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So when Sariel begins to cry, they feel more comfortable in squeezing his hands very gently. A hug would be in order, but...
... But they don't know if Sariel would like it, actually. ]
Sariel.
[ Fond, friendly, before they reach up with one pair of joined hands to motion Sariel down just a bit, to wipe his tears. Far too tall, this one. ]
I missed you too. We should have tea, now that we can.