[Oz nearly puts on a show of complaining. "I won't be cool if you mess up my hair," or something similar. A childish retort in order to guard his heart from all of these emotions; A barrier to prevent him from grabbing Gilbert in another hug. But Gilbert overcomes that barrier before it can even be put up. Oz sinks forward, bringing his arms around his friend and clinging again.

It's fine. Gilbert is his servant. One of his jobs can be hugging, or something.]

We'll have so much to tell you too. Break, Ada, Echo, Alice... Both of them too. [Oz is more shy when he next admits;] I knew you were coming eventually. I waited, you know!

[He may never tell Gilbert just how much he's waited. That gets embarrassing. Gilbert doesn't need to know how many monsters took his shape and lured Oz into trouble either.]