Eventually, after comforting each other and themselves, Ackster and Wilma ended their hug.
Wilma's cheeks assumed a rosy hue as she realized how tightly she had hugged the handsome beast that was Ackster.
"I-is it alright if I call you Ackster until you decide on a name?"
"Yeah."
"..."
"I…—"
"I'm sure the Guild is waiting for a report. Go ahead."
Since things got awkward, and Wilma didn't know what to say to either continue the conversation or how to take her leave, Ackster helped her and gave her an out so that she could gather her thoughts in peace.
"Yes."
Wilma nodded with a little more exaggeration than necessary.
"It also seems like the others want to talk to me before I go back to sleep."
Wilma waved goodbye as Ackster sent her back to the ground and brought up the next person.