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His reaction was as exuberant and affectionate as ever, both things that Ovid had never been very good at reciprocating, even with the ones he cared for. He stiffened as Aiolos' paws landed on his back and his teeth found his ear and then cheek. After a few awkward seconds, he managed to release some of the tension from his muscles and offer a hesitant chuckle before stepping back some. He shook out his coat and licked a few hairs on his chest back into place. It is good to finally see you, Ovid said quickly. The affection made him uncomfortable but he had still missed Aiolos fiercely. How are you? How is Kalika? he asked, his tone concerned. They had all been separated for too long. He needed to know how they had fared in their time apart. Were they all still together? Were they still recruiting for the sirens? There were so many variables still unknown to him, and for someone that always needed control, it was incredibly distressing. But he would not downplay this reunion. Out of everyone, he had missed Aiolos the most, although he worried some how he had done out here without his guidance.