Richie | Stan
In truth, Stan missed it too, maybe it was obnoxious or something else, but whatever it was it was something that he needed with his Losers. This kind of closeness and being denied that, Richie off with someone who was decidedly not a Loser, and Bev caught up with some strange guy, and Eddie out too he was without all of them and he hated it. More than he had known until right in this very moment.
So he looped an arm around Richie because if they were gonna lean into one another he was going to hold on to him to drag it out a little while longer and knocked his head against Richie's lightly as they talked. "Maybe so," He agreed, "Things were getting a little quite for a minute there." Not that Stan ever minded the quiet, but well - maybe he needed to look at things differently here, this was a second chance after all. He should be making more of it.
He huffed softly shaking his head while Richie told him about he'd been spending his days, "Well that doesn't sound too terrible, you learning anything new after putting in all that gym time?" He teased, "Probably a better use of your time than what I've been doing, which feels a little like a constant stream of yelling no again and again after he thinks up some new crazy idea." He said with a shake of his head. Octane wasn't bad, not really he knew - he was just .... over eager? Over-excitable? Overly-caffeinated? He was a lot more than Stan was used to at the very least and he was doing his best to try and not to end up getting himself killed in the midst of all of this.