There he is! Flynn wasn't sure if he would get here first and was ready to prepare some food for their arrival but looks like they beat him to it. "Peter, hey."

He brightens and returns the smile, even though the scarring on his friend's arm is like a stab to the face. Seeing it now in person makes it real in a horrible, overwhelming way. Somewhere under that sleeve there's Flynn's name on that arm and he honestly can't deal with any of the emotions that brings right now. He has no idea or plan when, how and if to bring it up but planning has never been his strong suit; he'll get to that point when or if it comes up.

For now he's just heading over to meet Peter and yeah, you're definitely getting a hug, buddy. He's still cold from the travels and wind chill but he's forgotten all about that for now. "Sorry, did I wake you up?"