For everything that happened, everything they went through, those were words he never thought he'd truly hear in his life. It simply was one of those things that had been shelved, out of sight and mind, in the back of his heart. And the concept grew even more remote when he became just G, when the mission got bigger, when Inspekta was far away and didn't write back anymore, because he was too busy. It lodged in his heart like a rock, something that the right words were never there for.

But here they are. It won't erase the uncertainties of childhood, the way he'd never really gotten the courage to ask after it, but now, now - it slots into place easy as anything. It was always there, wasn't it? That idea of being someone's son.

He always did have a dad. Two of them.

Strong as his emotions can run, sometimes he does better with actions than words. And so it is that he makes sure his hands are free, and moves closer. Still, still though, Grujaja hesitates. It's probably obvious what he wants, but, how long has it really been? Is it truly okay to ask for this again?

If he's made to verbally ask for a hug, he's probably going to bolt.