The ship isn't exactly a quiet place; really, if he didn't know that voice, Greg might have thought she was yelling about something entirely unrelated to him. As it is, he barely managed to turn to Amethyst as she barrels right into him.

"Oorf--!" The force of the hug nearly knocks him to the ground. Greg stares down at the purple mass clinging to him, slightly awed for reasons he can't fully pin down.

"Ah... h-hey... Amethyst."