Ooft. [ said more for the sake of it, though he does hesitate before returning the embrace. Unused to the affection, even if it isn’t unwelcome. The opposite, in fact. ]

It’s good to see you, too, my friend. [ Gale pats Halsin’s sizeable bicep when they part. ] Forgive me for forgetting your appetite outmatches mine own. I’ve grown rusty without a campful of adventurers to cook for!

[ Good-humoured self-deprecation as they gather their food. Gale settles for his single pastry and coffee to-go, stepping into the snow with an audible ah. ]

Have you settled in well, Halsin?