Egh.... right.

Well, he knew this would happen sooner or later.

Mr. Universe reacts to the embrace with awkward discomfort. He shoots a furtive look around, just in case, before finally willing himself to touch the child and peel him off. He treated it with the slow discomfort of pulling off someone's pet tarantula.

"Kid. Uh."

He clears his throat.

"Don't call me that.