[ as soon as neil opens the door, flat gets close to him and... places both hands on his cheeks. squishes them and everything.

his hands might smell a little bit like smoke, but don't worry about it.

blue eyes observe his friend, before pulling away with the usual cheerful pep and stepping inside. ]

Glad to see you, too! It feels like it's been forever, hasn't it? Pre-zombie and post-zombie. Well, I guess they weren't really zombies since none of them died before turning, but it looked enough like it.

[ he pauses, and then adds: ]

Are you really okay, Neil? Physically, I mean. Mentally, I know you're probably not doing well.