[He's already been glancing up at every opening of the entrance door, and at her approach, puts his notebook down to stand up from his seat and greet her with a smile. No comment on the sweater, he understands, and judging from how she's practically huddled over herself, maybe it's a fair assumption to make that she's late because of the Songerein-wide wardrobe malfunction? ...Mm, definitely the best call to simply motor on as if it's not a thing!]

Yeah, that's me. It's nice to meet you in person, Zelda, and thank you for coming! [Offering a polite nod of his head, he's also extending a somewhat larger-than-norm hand to shake.] Please, have a seat. Do you want to order a drink too, to warm up maybe? I do appreciate the more mellow sorts of tea the fairies serve, I've found them helpful for brainstorming. [They're more supposed to cause daydreams, but if you focus enough, pretty easy to turn them productive!]