[Emmet blinked. Missed him? When? Was it back when everything was weird between them? Emmet knows he really wasn't himself then- but was he that bad?]
[He tightens his own grip on Ingo though, digging his fingers into the fabric of the coat. Emmet is trying to ignore the tears building up in his own eyes. This was one of those moments where his tongue would refuse to operate and his mouth would clamp itself up. So all he does is hold on to Ingo.]
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[He tightens his own grip on Ingo though, digging his fingers into the fabric of the coat. Emmet is trying to ignore the tears building up in his own eyes. This was one of those moments where his tongue would refuse to operate and his mouth would clamp itself up. So all he does is hold on to Ingo.]