[Wrath beams. For the occasional glimpses of something sinister behind his wide blue eyes, his sharp-toothed smile sure does have a way of lighting up a room.]
[He's been fairly good about not physically clinging to anybody so far... but Micchy's careful initiation of something that could be construed as a hug pretty much makes any hesitation on Wrath's part fly out the window.]
[The boy promptly throws his arms around his fellow Rocket, squeezing him hard. Not painfully, but still tight.]
[He doesn't say anything, but... the hug probably speaks for itself.]
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[He's been fairly good about not physically clinging to anybody so far... but Micchy's careful initiation of something that could be construed as a hug pretty much makes any hesitation on Wrath's part fly out the window.]
[The boy promptly throws his arms around his fellow Rocket, squeezing him hard. Not painfully, but still tight.]
[He doesn't say anything, but... the hug probably speaks for itself.]