Gamzee jumped to his feet and sauntered over to the sad looking motherfucker, not quite sure as to why he looked that way. But right now, hugs were more important.

As the wheelchair appeared, he looked down at it, then back up at Tavros, a wide grin spreading across his painted face.

"One motherfuckin hug comin right up, brother," he said with a drawl. Then he lunged forward with surprising speed and wrapped (again) surprisingly strong arms around the smaller troll's waist, hugging him tightly.

A sigh of relief passed his lips, then without letting go, he hoisted Tavros up out of the sweet looking rocket to plop him down into the four-wheeled device.