Kevin, for the moment, forgave him the stench that had been accumulating over the past couple of days. Though the smell of old blood was enough to make him a little nauseous, he tried to push it to the back of his mind. It was Ant and he was alive and that was fine for now.
"What the hell for?" He murmured. Kevin made absolutely no move to let Anthony go. Nor would he unless he was absolutely made to. It's wasn't like them hugging was a particularly odd sight or anything.
"He knows you didn't do this, right?" Kevin asked after a few moments, his voice considerably smaller, far more afraid.