Lyssa turned round to see him at the sound of her name, going to correct him about calling her that, but the sight of him being dressed different made her blink, but then it was pretty much inevitable that he was going to get hugged. As best she could.
"Call me Lys or Lyssa or... just don't call me that please." She didn't care if she looked like she was making a scene or that she appeared like any moment she might just cry.