In Person: Gwen/Charles I'm in the study on the third floor.
[He looks around the room idly, this is his study, he knows it is. There are some things that haven't moved in decades. Things he put up, and the man he became left there. There are new things, and buttons he's not sure of as well, he doesn't push them quite yet. Looking out the window when he hears Gwen approaching the open door, he turned around in his chair to greet her with a smile, grateful that memories of a failed scholastic institution hadn't had time to settle on him yet.]
Hello. [Moving towards her with one hand out for her to shake.] It's very nice to meet you. A bit unexpected perhaps, but nice.