Sweeney was deep in his thoughts when he heard the tap on the window, a smile crossed his face when he saw who it was. Dropping the strop he sheathed his razor, starting to walk towards her, he was glad she joined him.
"Elphaba, I've missed you." He offered, reaching for her hand. He wanted her to sit if she'd been as sick as she said she was. "Here, sit in the chair, I promise it's not as uncomfortable as you may think."