He caught sight of the lamp long before the sensation of another god hit him,the flickering immediately different from a train's headlights. He was getting better at recognizing that feeling, too.
He kept moving steadily, stepping into the circle of light she cast without hesitating. This was his domain. He'd invited her, yes, but it was still his. "Thought I might find you here," he said conversationally, head tipped to the side as he studied her carefully.