---> I'm NOT with stupid (vaguely points to hanako)

Basilisk stared at her. Perhaps still not quit believing she was alive. That she was here. While she was talking a mile a minute (and hey! He’d almost forgotten that about her) he reached over and touched a paw lightly to her shoulder. Applying a tiny bit of pressure as he pushed gently. Definitely physical. Not a ghost… probably.

She was still talking, but he wasn’t taking in as much as he could or perhaps should have. Especially for the Warlord of the pack, answering a summons at his border. But it was his sister! He hadn’t had one of those in years. Would he still recognise things about her? Was she still the same? She sounded the same, talking and talking, and talking… except she seemed to be wrapping up now.

When he was finally able to get a word in edgeways, he didn’t actually use it to speak. Instead, he stepped forward, sweeping his arms around her and pulling her in close. “You're alive!” He gasped. Was that tears in his eyes, in his voice? No. It was the dust. He inconspicuously wiped at one of his eyes. “You're alive.” he said more softly, and loosened his grasp on her. Was she still breathing after that bear hug? His thoughts were a ragged mess. “Are you.. Staying. Or just a visit?” he wasn’t sure he could handle ‘just a visit’ not this time. Not from her.


"Speech"