He clapped his hands together, brushing off the collection of crumbs that had made his mitts a tad too crumbly for use.

"Likewise, Mr. Guiding Light. But what sorta' mess have you gotten us into this time?"

Tilting his head and motioning a thumb over his shoulder, the blue-haired companion let out a soft sigh before speaking with his trusted friend.

"What do you make of this then, eh? Can't say I'm feeling completely at ease knowing we've still got things to deal with back home."