[Alan winces visibly at that, and his image on the feed begins jostling heavily as he starts to jog his way up to Lydia's level.] Yeouch, babe...addition to Pack Movie Night: you and me, one night a week...I'll give you a foot massage, you can do my shoulders, and we'll watch whatever boring-ass Stephen Hawking documentary you want while you tell me about every single flood, port, and fucked up thing that's happened to you without me here.

'Cause seriously? The Admiral's gonna answer if I don't like what I hear. [And the steely note in his voice makes it pretty clear that he's serious.]