Since Wilbur's revival you'd had mixed feelings.

You were seated on your couch at home, writing on some parchment before you suddenly heard the front door open.

You turned around to see Wilbur standing there, folding his arms over his chest, he hadn't been back long and you'd done everything in your power to avoid him.

"why haven't you come to say hi to me yet? Why do you keep disappearing when I try to talk to you?" He didn't hide his slight agitation at this subject.