“You look good.” He comments, a bit awkwardly.

He hadn’t seen you in the years leading up to Reginald Hargreeves funeral, so it was surprising for him to see the person you’d grown into.

But you looked somewhat healthy, happy. And most of all beautiful he had been crushing on you since childhood it was obvious to everyone but you. The others gather in and Klaus and Diego snickered as Luther watched you mesmerized, Vanya was late and Allison and Five were sitting on the couch.