[There was a moment where Bulba looked surprised. It didn't last for too long. He hadn't been actively seeking out a comforting wing, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to take advantage of it while it was there. The invitation did not need to be repeated for Bulba to get up out of the chair. Within moments he was huddled up by Char's side, hardly making a sound.

It had happened so entirely out of the blue, Bulba could never have been expecting it. He had had vague undercurrents of fear over the possibilities of what might happened ever since Red came back with his memory lapses. What would happen if any of his team came back missing a few of their memories? It did not occur to him that it could be someone else too.

He had never dared to entertain the possibility of being forgotten entirely.

There really wasn't a whole lot for him to say about it. So he just turned his head, leaning it against Char's shoulder.]