[It's been a while, but not so long that Kimblee can't recognize signs of distress from Isaac when he sees them; he steps forward then, closing some of the distance between them, and he reaches out to lay a hand lightly on Isaac's arm to discourage the hair-playing, to try to calm him down.]
...I've missed you, you know.
[The words are strange. Confusing. Lies of omission have always been more comfortable to him than expressing himself fully; manipulation is more familiar than honesty. What he offers Isaac now is almost uncomfortably straightforward; he tries to shake it off, to push past it, and he manages to not allow his expression to falter any.]
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...I've missed you, you know.
[The words are strange. Confusing. Lies of omission have always been more comfortable to him than expressing himself fully; manipulation is more familiar than honesty. What he offers Isaac now is almost uncomfortably straightforward; he tries to shake it off, to push past it, and he manages to not allow his expression to falter any.]