It really was her. Oh, thank God, it really was her. She knew him, she'd been looking for him, and although he couldn't be certain of exactly when she was from, she didn't look an different from when he'd last seen her. Well, she was wearing clothes, but other than that.
He'd just been staring at her in return, torn between desperately wanting to hug her and not wanting to freak her out if she didn't quite understand the situation yet.
"I'm really very glad to see you, too," he responded, his expression changing into a warm smile. He nodded with her, and moved toward her. "Yes, we all are a bit," he admitted.