[He gives a small nod as he sits down at the bar. He got here quicker than expected but it was probably just coincidence or favourable winds.]
[He almost asked about how they were feeling but changed his mind at the last minute. He knew what his strenghts were and discussing feelings wasn't among them.]
[Rell is still when he walks in the door, and that in itself is strange— the bartender is often a whirlwind of energy, busy with their hands and always moving. Right now, she's just... staring. Staring out the window at the distant evening sky.
Hawkeyes' voice snaps her to the present, and she offers him a smile. The cloud clinging to her shoulders seems to dissipate, at least a little.]
Hawkeyes. You made record time. I'm... certainly alive, which is nothing to be sneezed at. It's very good to see you.
[Her sunglasses are perched firmly on their nose, hiding their eyes from the lighting of the bar.]
You made it all this way from Kuraigana, so I'd best have something worth the trip, right?