"Aww, looks like we both needed a hug..." Garrot chuckles, and then wraps his arms around his new pal. He notices the grabbing at his shirt and barely resists the urge to make a joke before squeezing his arms a bit around his pal, careful not to put undue pressure on his head or neck. No need to hurt his throat!

"And I did ask. Technically." He breaks the otherwise nice silence with his voice. "I think? But most adults are too scared to ask." Honestly though, the lifestyle of the wild elves doesn't seem too bad- hugs whenever, no giving a fuck about stuff, and, wait, he should mention that, uh,

"I won't let go until you do. Take as long as you need." Because yep, he sure managed to turn this around since Gyre was so enthusiastic. But, he actually shuts up now and just gives Gyre another big ol squeeze. One arm wrapped around the shoulders, another around the back, because stacking hugbear strike points can hurt people.