[An unexpected physical contact triggers a shockwave within him—his spine shivers, fingers digging deeper on instinct. He's hyper-aware of the damp skin-to-skin contact between their foreheads, marred with sweat and blood and El knows what else. Veins and blood that flows beneath skin, the warm echo of a heartbeat that pulses through his brain. It's dizzying, it's addicting, he wants it more and more and more—

and then Leon ruins the fucking mood, yeah.

Karte is also here, excited to swoop in with a single Dynamo clutched in its tiny dragon claws. It's hard to tell if it carried Dynamo, or if Dynamo is carrying Karte. Either way, the entire squad is now present.

Suddenly forced to consider his appearance again (as if the artifacts care???), Add is quick to straight himself up. He clears his throat, exasperated, red-eyed... but the rest of his feelings are shuffled away, at least for now. Thoughts to sort out later, in private, where he might reach a more logical conclusion...

at least he seems to be feeling better, if he's able to recover this quickly.]

Thank you, Leon. That's quite enough for now. [please do not start gnawing or slobbering on him just yet he's still injured] Dynamo, run system recovery then display your report. Hopefully the others have made some more headway...

[Karte curls itself up ontop of Elsword's head like a hat, playfully snapping at the funny glowy halo. As one does. They are very happy to see the end of the divorce arc, yeah.]