[ A hug, Hans couldn't have dreamed of such a thing. He was so sure what he'd done was inexcusable. He's not used to second chances, has no experience with relationships to speak of but Oren is important. Hans closes his eyes and returns the hug as best as he's able, his remaining arm wrapping around Oren's shoulders. In Oren's arms, he all but forgets his own state until Oren pulls back, distressed. ]

I, well-- unfortunately I attacked more people that night. It may have gone on for longer if I hadn't become... incapacitated.

[ Try hunted, since that was more Vengarl's style of brutally injuring Hans. It's a good thing Hans is undead and technically bloodless because an injury like that might have made any other monster bleed out. He shrugs. He doesn't want to think about it. Vengarl is still something of a nightmare for him. ]