"OW!" Tuck shrieked, but it was about the volume and not the hug. The second he was wrapped in Much's arms, he embraced the other man back just as frantically. "I am! You're Much!" Tuck said back, grinning. Tuck was still pale and drawn, red claw marks and wounds from the stitches still evident on his neck, but sleeping had helped. "I'm Tuck and I'm starving. Let's food?" He wanted to check in on Much, but he very much needed to eat something first.