[Accepting the hug, Urahara rests his head against Al, taking comfort from the twining hug they have each other wrapped in. It's odd how much things have changed here in the city. At hope, comfort was a solid kick to his head and a shout to stop pitying himself, or the gentle draping of a body against his, but here... Here, people were more demonstrative with their emotions, even those from home. Such was the nature of Adstringendum, he supposed.]
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Date: 2012-10-15 08:56 am (UTC)