[Recognition. It's the last confirmation he needs, so sorry, yes, he's just going to dump all these clothes to the side and step forward, eyes wide. With how vibrant a red his own are, he should have known from that particular shade of green, but you know what, fuck it, forget it, dignity can go shit itself halfway to the loadgaper, trip over its undone pants, and drown in that stinking, watery monument to all things messily expelled from unspeakable orifices. He's going to hug her. It's going to happen. Brace yourself, Kanaya, he doesn't even have time to meme (goddammit Dave) before going for this bro hug bump. Ignore how suspiciously damp his gross humans eyes are, though; that's clearly inconsequential.]
all that waiting and then short tag I AM SORRY BUT. THINGS. DON'T LOOK AT ME