He hugs him back, his free hand pressing close against soft fabric that feels incredible to the touch. "We could sneak out to the garden later, see if he's more comfortable there." He smiles, turning his head so he can breathe deep of Glitch's soft hair that smells just like it should. Citrusy and spicy and fresh and Glitch through and through. It strikes him again just how lucky he is, and how absolutely stunned he is to be here, sharing this moment tucked away from the real world.

"He's part of you, you know, and you're part of him, and it's confusing and fitting and it just feels wrong that he should miss out on this." He looks out over the masses, glances at the royal family. "This is his home too. Even a prolific scientist like Ambrose should get to have some fun every now and then, right?"