It's too easy to come back together again, but that's always been their mo. And maybe a couple of weeks isn't all that long to be separated, but to Karen it's somehow felt like a lifetime. A lifetime and a half, if she wanted to be honest, and now that she's found him...
She shouldn't be so happy to know he's caught up in whatever this is. And from the way of things, from how he'd sounded and how his hug had felt, she knows it hasn't been easy. Knows he's probably been having just as hard of a time settling. And while she's glad to not be alone, while she's glad he's here - more glad than she can really put into words - she also hurts for him.
Her hands are on his face, and she does feel the difference - the beard, thick and grown, taken care of. She pauses a little at it, confused, but then there's her neighbor, the flight, the flash of his face and yeah, they need to get out of this hallway first. Then she can figure out the rest.
She walks back towards the neighbor with him, thanks the woman and takes the light and is reaching back to take Foggy's hand just as he reaches for hers. His teasing gets a snort out of her, a set of rolled eyes and a look, and then she's walking him down towards her door, stopping in front of door just about twenty feet down. She pulls out her keys and gets the door open, pulling them both inside, closing and locking the door again - all in quick succession.
"Foggy." She says, turning back to him and really taking the time to see the beard. At him, and all that looks... different about him, since she last saw him. Foggy might notice that about Karen too, though in the opposite direction - she might look a few years younger, with a few less wrinkles, a kind of paranoid exhaustion that might remind him a time long passed. "It is really good to see you."
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She shouldn't be so happy to know he's caught up in whatever this is. And from the way of things, from how he'd sounded and how his hug had felt, she knows it hasn't been easy. Knows he's probably been having just as hard of a time settling. And while she's glad to not be alone, while she's glad he's here - more glad than she can really put into words - she also hurts for him.
Her hands are on his face, and she does feel the difference - the beard, thick and grown, taken care of. She pauses a little at it, confused, but then there's her neighbor, the flight, the flash of his face and yeah, they need to get out of this hallway first. Then she can figure out the rest.
She walks back towards the neighbor with him, thanks the woman and takes the light and is reaching back to take Foggy's hand just as he reaches for hers. His teasing gets a snort out of her, a set of rolled eyes and a look, and then she's walking him down towards her door, stopping in front of door just about twenty feet down. She pulls out her keys and gets the door open, pulling them both inside, closing and locking the door again - all in quick succession.
"Foggy." She says, turning back to him and really taking the time to see the beard. At him, and all that looks... different about him, since she last saw him. Foggy might notice that about Karen too, though in the opposite direction - she might look a few years younger, with a few less wrinkles, a kind of paranoid exhaustion that might remind him a time long passed. "It is really good to see you."
And yes, she is going to hug him again.