Shatterstar knew the hug was coming. It would not be Longshot without any sort of uncomfortable physical affection. But at least the redhead was to the point where he wouldn't try to escape. He didn't hug back either, though. It was still too shocking that the Fallen Messiah would care about him.

"I see you are well," he tried as some sort of awkward conversation once Longshot let go. "That is good."