[ And will you look at that, lifting the hand that isn't covered in chilly metal (even as he warms up it does tend to hold a bit of cold), Vincent brings it to rest on the place where Aerith's arms cross over his chest. Unconditional contact in return. ]

I'll have to remember it's an option though. [ Cold metal. ] If someone starts getting too comfortable.

[ Hanna will not be safe from the ice-cold back of Vincent's gauntlet against the neck if he tries to insist on hugging Vincent like an insistent koala.

But yeah. Vincent definitely agrees that being a statue isn't a good look for him. He... ]

"...Became too attached to living in the present. Moving forward."