[...That urge to hug is back. Fight it, Reid. Fight it. It'd be very awkward for all involved, so it's better to not do it.
He shakes his head, almost dislodging the Munna that is determinedly perched there, and he looks down at the Vulpix in his lap, starting to stroke her back.] I'm really sorry, Mio. I didn't--I wouldn't do that without--I'm sorry.
[He shakes his head again.] For the record, I don't think of you as a kid. You're young, but you're not... you're not a child. [Trauma has that effect on people. Reid recognizes it, and he won't bother patronizing her and acting like she's just like any other fifteen-year-old girl. He'll keep an eye out for her well-being and stay with her to make sure she's alright, but that's the extent of any treatment that could be considered patronizing.]
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He shakes his head, almost dislodging the Munna that is determinedly perched there, and he looks down at the Vulpix in his lap, starting to stroke her back.] I'm really sorry, Mio. I didn't--I wouldn't do that without--I'm sorry.
[He shakes his head again.] For the record, I don't think of you as a kid. You're young, but you're not... you're not a child. [Trauma has that effect on people. Reid recognizes it, and he won't bother patronizing her and acting like she's just like any other fifteen-year-old girl. He'll keep an eye out for her well-being and stay with her to make sure she's alright, but that's the extent of any treatment that could be considered patronizing.]