Re: Piotr and Megan
He nodded along, not really sure what to do as the girl seemed more annoyed and huffy that he responded with only a wave than she had been initially. While he felt a bit bad, he really had no idea what she would have preferred he do, so he did his best to simply shrug it off and perhaps apologize later if he ever figured out what he did wrong.
He was, in fact prepared for the pounce hug this time, and was careful to not let her wrist be agitated too much. He really was gentle for someone who could tear a car in half most of the time. Giving her a small squeeze in return, he lowered her back to her feet with a chuckle,
“Ah! Iz good! Much like my country ov Siberia: ve are having nothing but snow and oil!” he beamed, quite proud of his frozen homeland despite the hard life he had spent his earliest years enduring. He was no stranger to difficult work, and had always been happy in his rural home, even if the standard of living in Revolve was actually *higher* than the one in his homeland.