Well, Tommy had his ass kicked, in a way, bu Beck. And he'd been away since then. Just missing until the fight. That hadn't been fun.

The offered arms had Tommy moving forward, curling into them to find some measure of comfort. It wasn't much, but it was something. And he needed it, bad.

"Dude, my life is falling apart because I'm starting to realize I could have been so much more, and it sucks, and my brother is hurt and my best friend I don't even KNOW and Mysterio..."

Oh there is so much to get into.