Yay, hugs!

"Hi!"

"Hi! How was your afternoon?"

"Good," she grins. "I'm not sure if there'll be more people wanting spells later, but I ran out today. And," lean, grin, "I looked in on Satele and Occlus talking, just for a couple seconds, and that's going really well. Like, I didn't listen long enough to figure out what they were talking about, but Occlus was talking about solving Satele's problems."

"A Sith solving problems. Now I've heard everything!"

The kobold giggles. "That's really going to be hard for you guys to get used to, isn't it."

"I'm sure I'll get used to it eventually, it's just..." Ana shrugs helplessly.

...right.

Hug. "It's not going to be like that any more. That's what I'm here for. The exiling spell means they can't touch you, either, you know."

Hug. "I know, I know."

Hug hug.

Consider, hug.

Sigh.

"Anyway. Where's Raafi? I wanted to tell him there's a game the day after tomorrow, in the afternoon."

"They were out for a walk when I checked before dinner; I'll let them know if you want."

"Yeah, that'd be good."

Nom nom.

Nom hug.

"I think I want to see the library again tomorrow afternoon if Master Satele doesn't have anything for me to do."

"Okay. You remember where it is?"

"Yup, or close enough anyway, but I don't know how to find holocrons on my own."

"You can ask one of the librarians. They'll be able to help."

"All right."

Nom, nom.

Hug.

"I kind of said I'd show up to practice tomorrow afternoon. For the game."

"Ah." The kobold perks up a little, but not completely.

Restorative hugs are clearly in order!

This gets giggles, and further perkiness, but the worry underneath it isn't banished quite that easily.

"What's wrong?"

"... Hopefully nothing?"

Hugs.

Hug.

"I'm okay. I'm worried about you. I'm not sure I should be, but."