[ Posture straight, shoulders back. Circles under his eyes. He is a study in contradictions now just as much as he likely was over text. One can almost see the weight in the shape of a circlet around his head.

This head, he, too, bows in salutation. ]

Thank you for accepting a more direct audience with me, such as it is. I have not seen you since we first arrived at the West Outpost.

[ He has the grace not to color at the recollection of it. He'd been in the midst of disrobing when she'd entered his room by accident, after all. ]