Sincere joy is something he has seldom experienced between the time of his people and now. To see his friends smile again reaches the darkest corners of his heart and drags that feeling into the open. It's ...overwhelming.

Emet-Selch takes a steadying breath and slowly pulls his friend into a tight embrace - Half because he's missed him so terribly and half to hide the look on his face against his shoulder. His expression twists as though it is made of pain and sadness. Perhaps it is in a way; Such unfettered joy can become such.

He squeezes his friend close without responding to the inquiry. A quiet moment is all he wants.