Yoko squirms faster and harder as the arms hugged him tightly and completely. He looks at him. He had a normal, in his mind, childhood until the day the navy bastards ambushed his parents two ships. He shakes his head. "Hugging is for kids. I am a young adult." he says with gritted teeth. Squimring a bit. He blinks and stares at this man wondering what the hell he had been smoking. He stares at him. Wondering why he had to get used to it. Swearing as that was going to be a long time. He hoped the man would need to pee or something first.