Oh Theta, what a soppy dork he was. With a small huff of amusement, he let his oldest friend embrace him, even if he didn't feel much in the hugging mood. But then Koschei wasn't much of a hugger, he only ever did that sort of thing with Theta. Mostly because he had this desire, this painful horrible wanting, that could only be made better by being embraced by his dearest friend.

There was a very hesitant and small smile on Koschei's face, he certainly wasn't happy but he no longer felt like he'd been punched in the gut. He never wanted friends, not really, so as long as Theta liked him then why did it matter? Well, presuming Theta did actually like him. If he liked Koschei just for being Koschei then why did he try meddling in his head?

"Well, who cares what people think anyway. No one liked me in the academy, no one likes me now. Never stopped me before."