Alluka throws herself around Geto and holds on tight. He could stand up and leave, and she would simply hang off him unwilling to let go. It's something of a desperate hug. Despite how Alluka almost always is in a good mood, sometimes, amazingly, she isn't. She sniffs but does her best to make it a good hug, one of her really good hugs. It might not meet her standard of best.

"They aren't ruined by getting cold?" Alluka asks. She's never cooked before, but she's pretty sure you aren't supposed to leave in the middle.