Artoo is not subtle when he wants someone's attention, but BD coming down to him will keep him occupied for a while.

"Yeah." His left hand splays over Cal's back, feeling muscle. "You were smaller. Lighter. You've bulked up. It's to be expected, I guess." He finally leans back to look at Cal, really look at him.

He's so different. He hasn't changed. His right hand comes to gently cup Cal's cheek.

"Hi."