[It's a very messy thing, holumping. Involves lots of limbs, one space banana, and at least two jet packs full of carbonated water.]

Oh, yes, well-- [He coughs into a fist, very obviously pleased to hear that. Butter him up, Lance. It might keep him from shoving food goo at you in a few days.] You'd better be! I can only imagine the messes the five of you have left lying around. Not to mention the training you've probably fallen behind on!

[Okay but are you sure you're really glad to see him?]