( No feeling small!! He's only just arrived; she's had months to grow used to it and appreciate it, that warmth and that satisfying prickle of sensation. It's still novel to him but he'll settle in with it eventually. It never quite gets old or commonplace, but it does become accepted. Normal.

And his offer to share in it again has her laughing and shaking her head to the apology that follows, offering him her arms again. She knows he didn't mean right this instant, but still. )

There's no need to apologize; we've met now, and I hug strangers without thought as it is. I'll always gladly hug a friend. The contact helps everyone here, as well. I feel better knowing they won't need to worry for some time after.

( The energy it generates goes straight to the world around them, and in exchange, the Prismals compensate them financially. And the energy keeps their own levels steady; fall short, and they begin to crystallize. It's awful, and painful, and she wishes it on no one. Allow her the peace of mind to know he'll be all right for a few more days and have money for food with another hug. Because they're friends now. Hadn't she said? )