[There were going to be some things he never understood: her occasional breaks into Japanese, for one; for another, whatever it was that compelled her to hug him. He stiffened as her arms wrapped around him, her hands on his back, her hair pressing against his chin as he felt her breath against him. Unsure of how to respond, he brought one of his own hands to her back, returning her pats with a couple of his own.]
Right. You'll be more like yourself, and I won't have to worry about gettin' more strikes against me.
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Right. You'll be more like yourself, and I won't have to worry about gettin' more strikes against me.