I, uh. [He really was not expecting that, and he freezes in the hug, trying to think of some way to deflect it, some joke or something, but he just...slowly raises his arms and hugs back, resting his head on Fiddler and managing to keep from completely breaking down with a lot of willpower. It's just--not--fair on him.]
Mmf. You're getting a terrible first impression of your boss.
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Mmf. You're getting a terrible first impression of your boss.