Re: Ragnar and Marta: Museum
Despite not really knowing who he was looking for, Ragnar wasn't really paying attention to what was happening around him. His correspondent, his Rhett, seemed a little apprehensive about their meeting, and he didn't want to be standing there, staring around, putting pressure on them. There was always the chance they might change their minds. And he'd be fine with that.
And though he didn't usually react to women's names, he looked up immediately as he was addressed by his secret identity. A bright smile broke over Ragnar's face, and he shoved his phone into his pocket, holding out his free hand to Marta.
"Rhett. Lovely to meet you at last. I'm so glad you could make it. You can call me Ragnar, if you'd prefer-?" he added amicably, then gestured for her to go ahead to the entrance of the exhibition, following at her side. "Is there anything you're particularly keen to see? Oh, here-" Ragnar handed over a pamphlet on the exhibition. "Or we can just walk around. Whatever you prefer."