'Hey, ' says Yuan, standing in front of him with a tentative smile. Her hand lifts to wave weakly. 'Surprise. '

'Yuan, ' he breathes out, chest sagging. 'What are you '? ' I thought ' you ' '

Before he finishes stammering out any of his incoherent sentence, she has already thrown herself around his neck, pressing the cold tip of her nose against his neck.

'Hi. '

The door falls shut.

'Hey. '

Chuuya hugs her as close as possible but ends up pulling away again a moment later. Perplexed. 'What are you doing here? I thought ' '

'That I went back to the sheep? ' she finishes and sheepishly clears her throat.

'Yeah. You found them. You sent me a message. '

'I did, yeah, but ' ' Brushing past him and deeper into the apartment, Yuan scratches the back of her neck. 'It 's kind of a long story. ' She glances over her shoulder. 'Can I stay here for a few days? '

'Stay as long as you want, ' he tells her without a second of hesitation.