[He was beyond glad to see Luke, it was just a surprise considering everything that had gone down. He'd pretty well written the man off for dead, something that had happened more times than Wedge cared to think about. A wry sort of smile finally tugged up the corners of the other pilot's mouth.] Good to see you too. I'd ask where the hell have you been but something tells me that's above my paygrade.

[Self-deprecation softened his words so they weren't as biting as it could have been. Wedge would probably hound him for an answer eventually but right now, concern was beginning to fill the man's expression because he didn't miss the stiffness of Skywalker's movements as he moved to sit down in the chair.] I'll settle for are you okay?

[The brunette grimaced when Luke asked him how he was holding up which really...said all that needed to be said.] You know what they say, no rest for the wicked. Starting to wish I'd turned down that promotion.