Gamzee either did not seem to notice Leo momentarily tensing up or he simply did not seem to care. Truth to be told, he was a tactile dude in a world of grumpy space-hogs. At this point, anything short of a straight-out shove to the face translated as a 'please proceed to hang all over me, Gamzee, you wonderful friend who knows exactly what people needs'.

And what people needed, ten outta nine times, was a good fuckin' hug.

"Haha yeah, sometimes motherfuckers are all like to do that, putting the fright in a bro's pump even if he ain't all want it to be. But it's cool. Can't up and help what your pump gets to making you feel as like." He shrugged for a moment, before his grin grew wider, and he made a gesture at Leo. " You know what I think you and your sister need? Maybe what you all need is to split your motherfuckin' differences over some wicked elixir. Slam one together and become better bros again that way."