Terry laughed at Michael's response, and rolled his eyes. "Dust is easier to clean up than vomit," he said easily. Though, he'd only actually vomited once after Apparating, and he rather thought it had been the amount of alcohol rather than the Apparating itself. But he wasn't going to tell Michael that. "See, it's all gone now." He knew his friend had a lower tolerance for dirt than he himself did, and felt bad that he'd contributed to what really amounted to a phobia.
He let Michael pull him into a hug and returned it, glad to be with his friend. He could already feel the tension from the past week melting away, and he hadn't thought about James in at least five minutes. That had to be a record.
"I could eat," he said, grinning. It always amused him at how domestic Michael was, but it was yet another thing that made the other wizard so loveable. "And some tea wouldn't go wrong right about now."