He let's go of his raygun the moment her arms wrap around his, the free hand moving to rest on top of her head. Had she not claimed his arm he would have pulled her into a hug, and very well might in a few seconds.

"Been here just a bit, maybe a couple days. Did you just get here?" That seemed like the case. "You hurt? Jet isn't with you?"

Because the last thing he remembered before waking up on that train was shutting the door to give her and Jet Star cover.