Remy jumped a bit when she squealed, then hugged her back just as tightly. Holding her he felt that feeling a guy must get when he holds his kid for the first time, it just felt right, even thought there were clearly many years between her reality and his, something clicked.
He ran his fingers through her hair, "An' I ain't gunna leave you again," he said, he was glad he hadn't wore satin, and it was just a t-shirt, "You ready t'go? Yer momma's gunna meet us at my apartment." he got up, picking her up with him since she clearly wasn't letting go of his shirt.