Tom took that hand for the shaking but only got two pumps in before he was hauling her in for a tight hug that ended with a clap on her shoulder as he pulled back. "Handshakes are for strangers and solicitors. Not my son's partners. Not that he's had as many as a young man ought to," Tom said with a sidelong glance at Arthur who just shurgged.

Sue him, he had tastes.

"Alright Dad, don't overdo it."

Tom laughed but nodded as he stepped back. "Sure, sure. Go ahead, sit down. Make yourself comfortable. You must be exhausted."

Arthur stayed standing. "I hate do break up the welcome home committee, but.." He took a deep breath. "Atlantis is declaring war on the rest of the people of the ocean before trying to turn their attention to land. I've.." He looked at Natasha. "But I'll be back. Will you be okay here for a few hours?"