"Godric!" Helga sprang from the bed where she'd been writing her journal, almost upsetting the ink upon the sheets. She practically floated to the door and opened it wide, welcoming Godric with a hug that could tackle a troll. "I'm so happy to see you!" He pulled back and looked up at his face. "My goodness! You're so distinguished!" That was her way of saying he looked older.
Taking him by his hand, she pulled Godric inside so they could both sit down upon the bed together. "This place is so weird! For example, this chamber! I've never seen it before, but it's set up exactly the way I like, and there's even clothes in the wardrobe that I'd wear in my size! I was told this was my room when I lived here before, can you imagine?!" Helga's eyes opened wide with wonder, but she wasn't as disturbed as she was fascinated.