[Wow, can he run fast! Asbel thinks he better get in some practice if he wants to reclaim his old title. He jogs over to where Hubert is, mercifully refraining from slapping the poor kid on the back multiple times. He does reach for his shoulder, though. Just no hugging. Hugs are for chumps!]

You should probably try to breathe first, Hubert. But I guess you wanna know how I got here, huh? [He flashes a cocky grin, already working up a tall tale about his exploits - when suddenly it hits him.]

...Where's Dad? Don't tell me he went off to bow and scrape for the king.