[ They are indeed bonafide world-fixers. Or, well on the way to it, at any rate. He still doesn't know if they've succeeded in their world, but Clive alone has done enough good that it has to count for something.

He reaches out to meet Clive's fist with his own, bumping their knuckles together gently. ]

On that note, I'll be surprised if you haven't started without me. I don't know how long you've been here, but I feel like you dropped everything to go fight those wraiths the moment you learned of them.

[ There's a twinkle in his eye as he says it, teasing. Clive have you rested? ]