The flapping of wings was somewhat more helpful in helping Ax locate Tobias than the thought-speak was. Spying the movement, Ax turned and pushed over to the fleshy couch that Tobias was perched on.

< Tobias, > he said with an Andalite smile, < it is very good to see you again! >

He almost brought his tail-blade forward on reflex to greet him, then remembered that Tobias didn't have a tail-blade of his own (at the moment) to touch it with, and might not even know the meaning of doing so anyway.

< How are you? How much have you already been told? >