[ he's -- not sure what to do here. should he-- it seems like the moment for it... okay then. takes a step, then another one, this time less awkward, and sort of slings an arm around Lelouch's shoulder. here, have -- a hug.
it's not that he's forgotten why he started this conversation. it's not that he feels any less for Anya (though he shuts his eyes briefly on the thought that discrediting her somehow was necessary). this hug is not about forgiveness, and the moment of comfort it offers is not for Lelouch-the-Emperor, the man who planned that out.
this hug is for Lelouch-the-boy, still vulnerable after everything. he's lost too many people already. ]