Date: 2009-06-25 05:08 am (UTC)
Phoenix allows himself to be pulled away from his seat, leaning into the hug, and without reply, teleports them both into the den.

He's muttering several unkindnesses about Alec's kitchen, but they can't be heard, due to the face being buried in shoulder thing going on here.
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