[ man, where to begin? yuuji had no issue with people coming up to him and reaching out for a hug— if anything, he actually enjoys this type of attention and welcomes it! the sorcerer is touch-starved and thrives on being accepted by the people he likes; he totally isn't against any physical reassurance, even a kiss between friends is deemed acceptable to yuuji. a hug is fine. he's not against it.

but, is it normal to be so stiff the entire time? probably not, but he was. touching the creature's face is one thing, but to have their bodies pressed against each other was a wild ride of sensations. he didn't even dare to think about how it made him feel— instead he tried to focus on his words now that he was free.

a bit flustered, but he heard him. barely. okay, deep breath- ]

The change might be better, but it's ... not easy. That's why I didn't want you to be alone on your first night here. You'll still find some folks who would like to hurt you, but you're not alone. I'll take care of you too.

[ he offers him a kind smile, almost sympathetic. this time he made no effort to walk away, allowing his new friend a few seconds as he stayed close; reaching out to hold his hand again. ]

It's okay to be sad, Akira. I can stay with you if you want? I'll ask someone else to handle my night shift ...