"Well, yeah, guess it has been a while! Ol' blubberbutt's been draggin' me across the galaxy." He shakes his head, smiling at his cousin as he chuckles again. "It's good to be back here!"

@menacetosandwiches.bsky.social ❤️ +200 ...Tastes like a sandwich if it was blended. Preparing more tea to drink.

Reuben seems kinda surprised by the hug, but returns it as best he can with a sandwich in each hand (obviously being too lazy to grow his second pair of arms), giving a light chuckle. "Hey, what's gotten inta ya, cuz?"

"Yeah, hi to you too, Cuz." Yup, definitely Reuben, and definitely a tuna sandwich in his paw. Two, in fact, one of which he holds out to his blue-furred cousin.

"...Hey cuz, what's the glum face for?" What's more noticable? The voice, or the sudden smell of a tuna sandwich?

"I am... so done with galactic travel!" "Probably gonna open a sandwich place back on Hawaii... 'least I got family there and not just ol' blubberbutt."

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"Fan of the classic, eh?" And off he disappears, before reappearing several seconds later with the neatest sandwich ever constructed; perfectly constructed and perfectly filled.

"There's 628 of us, far as I know." "Maybe more weirdos out there, but if they aim't Jumba's, they ain't a cousin."

"...Didn't you read the sign? We're all out until I can get some more bread. I think I have some bologna sandwiches in the back, though... Maybe some BLTs?"

"Aloha to you too, cousin." "Beside, I make the sandwiches, I don't guard 'em. Who'd you think I am? You?" He snickers.

"Woah-hoh! Didn't realize my Grilled Cheese was so popular with the wider multiverse!" "...Unfortunately, we're also all out. Trust Ten Tons of Space Shark to make off with the last slices."

"ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʙᴜɴᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ʙᴏʟᴏɢɴᴀ!"