[The unlocked door is... concerning. Varian has been in this situation himself, back in July. He'd done much the same, unlocked the door, waited to see if anyone wanted to enact their revenge on him. They didn't, and he's deeply hoping the same will be true for Emerald.
He eventually makes his way to her place, letting himself in and following the sound of the clicking lighter to get to her.]
Well. You've looked better.
[Despite the words, there's no bite to them. He's too worried about her for it to properly work. He comes around to sit next to her, putting his backpack down with a clunk- there's plenty of supplies in there for her. ]
Don't punch me. You're getting this if you like it or not.
[Varian isn't much of a hugger. He values his personal space bubble very much, and while he puts up with hugs from his frustratingly touch-y friends, it's very rare he chooses to initiate one himself. But he does so this time, leaning over to pull her into a good, solid hug.]
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He eventually makes his way to her place, letting himself in and following the sound of the clicking lighter to get to her.]
Well. You've looked better.
[Despite the words, there's no bite to them. He's too worried about her for it to properly work. He comes around to sit next to her, putting his backpack down with a clunk- there's plenty of supplies in there for her. ]
Don't punch me. You're getting this if you like it or not.
[Varian isn't much of a hugger. He values his personal space bubble very much, and while he puts up with hugs from his frustratingly touch-y friends, it's very rare he chooses to initiate one himself. But he does so this time, leaning over to pull her into a good, solid hug.]