Senjen’s head tilted slightly as he looked up to Light. If he had better vision, Light might have been able to see his mechanical iris focus in on the arm he had mentioned. His words had been straight and to the point, but Senjen could see in his colors the weight that had been lifted off of him. The news was just what they had hoped it would be, but after so many years, it felt strange to finally see it happen. “That’s wonderful!” With a Utaysi, Senjen would have grabbed both of the other’s hands with interlaced fingers as something similar to a hug. However, with Light lacking fingers, he instead reached up and grabbed two tentacles between his middle fingers. 

“Well we can’t just lounge around doing nothing with that sort of news. Come on, we’ve got to celebrate! I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer; whatever you want to do, let’s go do it. We just need to stop by the ship real quick so I can get something, then...whatever you like. You can take the time on the way back to think up something good.” Senjen said, finally releasing his grip.