The first thing that struck him, as he watched Koschi approaching, was that there was a bit pecuilar about his clothing style. The second thing was that he was walking toward him with a lot of purpose and intent. About the time he realized that he was going to be hugged, he knew there was definitely something off.
Not that he was going to complain about it. He hadn't had a greeting like that from the Master since he was. Well, about 8, come to think of it.
He wrapped his arms back around for the spin, and returned the grin. "No-where, no when, and I'm always right there in the middle of it. When'd you come from?"