Ah, but Ankh looking grumpy was such a staple, regardless of his state of ice cream. Hina, en route from campus to home, noticed a familiar mop of blonde curls and stopped dead in her tracks, rerouting herself to where he was seated. Upon realizing that that familiar mop was, indeed, Ankh, and he was no longer just a floating arm monster, she shouted in elation and sat down beside him without his permission to throw her arms right on around his grumpy scrawny shoulders.

"Ankh!!" She paused, arms still around him, and frowned intensely at him. "My brother will still be in Japan if I call him right now, right? You're not stealing his body again?"