[The crowd is not so unlike some he's seen back home in Viscint, he notes, though his attention is drawn from it the moment he hears Ori's voice. He smiles warmly at her in turn, bending at the waist to offer her a courtly bow in greeting while he allows his gaze to remain trained on her.]

Likewise— though our previous meeting was near enough, I much prefer these circumstances.

[As does she, he's certain.]

It seems you've had quite the turnout. I've brought cider with me, to be warmed over the fire for those who wish to partake.