When Aine had come in, Preston had greeted her with a hug, a cheek kiss, and an apology. It was going to get really weird from here on out. Things weren't going to make sense. But, he promised that she belonged there. After all, she received the video. He didn't know who his long time friend was, but, she was one of them. Then he was called away, answering to a young girl who called him Zeus.
He was in the midst of a heated argument when he looked to the door and he immediately shut up. His mouth hung open slightly and he looked between Mnemosyne and the girl that had run over to Aine and embraced her. "Melpomene...." It wasn't much more than a whisper. He'd recognized her as a friend of Aine's. They'd met in passing. But, he wasn't seeing her as Lyra then. No. Now that he knew she was Melpomene, one of his darling muses, that was who she was going to be to him.
He had to resist running to her and just wrapping her up into a hug. He wanted to. Gods, did he want to. Instead, he did walk across the room, to the two of them. "Mel.... Lyra. I'm so glad you're ok. Did.. did they hurt you?" He was trying to look at her as best he could. Though, he did look over to Mnemosyne, giving her a look that just screamed, 'we have to talk.'