Eisen slowly stood up while Bree was still clinging onto him. The old man rubbed her back for a moment longer before looking down at her, "Bree? I know that it's nice that I'm back, but don't you think you should let the others have some of me as well?"
The young woman slowly raised her head, silently shaking it. She really acted like a child in moments like these, but Eisen couldn't get mad at her for it. It was just what she was like, after all. And at the end of the day, when one considered that she was still growing, despite being in her 20's and already an adult, one might say she was a child of her particular race. Hence, Eisen didn't judge her for her behavior too much, especially considering her past.
Either way, for now, the old man still wanted to greet the others properly. Now that he was standing up and Bree finally agreed to let go of Eisen, he quickly rubbed over Fafnir's large snout before walking over to Sigurd and giving it a quick hug as well.
