[Siffrin's arms wind their way around him and Isabeau wonders if this is what a midlife crisis is like. He's missed out on Siffrin hugs his whole life. This is terrible! He's been living his life in deficit, and now only has so many years to catch up! Quietly, right in this spot, he laments, he celebrates, and he appreciates every second he spends with their form wrapped up in his.]

Right... you said before that you've been traveling for a long time. And you were on your own that whole time?

[But it took them a moment, didn't it? Just like the couple of times he'd taken their hand before now. A bit of hesitation, and this stiffness that he'd thought for ages meant discomfort. "Not used to it" makes him re-contextualize every attempt he's ever made to touch them before now, from the beginning when he'd done it accidentally, up until the day before today, when he'd either avoid it entirely, or at least manage to catch himself in the act. What must all that have looked like to Siffrin, without any context?]

So I guess... from your point of view, it was like we all just decided to stop touching you one day, and you had no idea why?

[In retrospect, it was a little weird of their group to have that discussion, and come to the conclusion they did, without talking to Siffrin first. They jumped right to respecting his personal space without ever checking to see if that's even what he wanted! Isn't that actually a little cold? Could it really be called kindness when it was just another way to avoid confrontation or embarrassment? But then again, they're also the group of goofballs who all wanted to keep traveling together even after defeating the King, and got to the very end of their journey without saying as much to each other... Isabeau is starting to think. That maybe they're all just Like This, somewhat.]