He chirped happily and nuzzled up against him, licking his cheek. "M iss.. H e in..?"
He nuzzles back, taking caution to Hein’s spines. “Heh, yeah,” he chuckles, a tinge of apathy in his tone.
“The kitchen rules haven’t changed much. Help yourself.” He can’t imagine Hein would return for any specific reason. Perhaps he was looking for attention, or he was lost. Regardless, he couldn’t bring it upon himself to turn his counterpart away. There wasn’t a time he could pinpoint where Hein saw him as a bad person. And that especially mattered now, since the uprising of his business. But he still could help but ask.
“You’re back, huh. I thought I scared you off or something.” His voice falters a bit out of nervousness. “Did you… did you miss me?”