At first, Hector doesn't get a good look at him, looking behind him to pull the office door shut behind him. That makes the sound of that familiar voice all that much quicker to leave him stunned for a moment, before excitement rushes in like a tide, brightening his entire demeanor. (It's practically a fight not to abandon the papers in his arms to the floor in his rush over.)
"Alexei! Wh--- when did yew--- cripes, that smells good, did yew make these?" Hector stumbles over his words with a laugh, taking one of the hotdogs offered over. "It's good to see yew, buddy! I saw some of tha other boys during the festival, but I didn't real-eyes yew stuck around! How yew been?"
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Date: 2025-04-27 03:52 am (UTC)"Alexei! Wh--- when did yew--- cripes, that smells good, did yew make these?" Hector stumbles over his words with a laugh, taking one of the hotdogs offered over. "It's good to see yew, buddy! I saw some of tha other boys during the festival, but I didn't real-eyes yew stuck around! How yew been?"