Dora got up, face brightening, when she saw him. She smiled at him, very glad to see him, and stood on her very tippy toes in order to attempt to kiss his cheek before they both took a seat. Why did all of her friends have to be so very much taller than her?
"Good to see you too, love," she said, sitting down. Marcus was another of the few she was very comfortable with. They'd shared experiences during the war. Looked out for each other. "How are you, Marc? I've missed you lately but I've been so busy I haven't had time to hunt you down properly."