"I should really be going now," Aesop got up from his seat, "I still have a lot of unpacking that I want to get done." He pushed his chair back under the table.
"I'm glad I had the chance to meet you. Even if we've know each other for less than an hour, I already feel lucky to have you as a meister," he had never been good at being sincerely sentimental. But he felt he should say this anyway. He paused for a moment, internally debating with something.
Finally, against what common sense he had, he gave her a hug goodbye.