The hug was the hug Waver wanted to give before he and Rider parted, and the one he wanted to have whenever he saw Rider next. Being on Rider's lap was absolutely immaterial in this moment, he could only burrow deeply into Iskandar and hope that his grip didn't let up anytime soon.

"It looks good, doesn't it?" he said, muffled into Rider's shoulder.

"And I haven't seen you in ten years," Waver added quickly. "I was planning on changing that under my own steam."