["Fetching" is up there with "handsome", and Koby’s still smiling when Quentin shows up. He's barefoot, wearing one of his bright, borderline-garish colorful shirt-and-overall ensembles, and he brightens considerably when he sees Quentin, hopping up from where he'd been sitting.]
Hi! [Cheerful, up on his toes into the embrace, clearly giddy with some secret. One hand comes up, smooths over the little knit furrow between Quentin's brows.] Are you okay?
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Hi! [Cheerful, up on his toes into the embrace, clearly giddy with some secret. One hand comes up, smooths over the little knit furrow between Quentin's brows.] Are you okay?