[An embrace they both give themselves over to, then, Julian easily drawing her to him, softening within the circle of her arms. He's always been quite the traveller, the kind of man who finds a home in any port with a rowdy tavern, in any place he lays his proverbial hat. Despite this, there's comfort to be taken from familiarity, and when he pulls back just enough to look at her, he's still smiling his wide and welcoming smile.]

Hah! Confusing, certainly. But at least, ah-- it's not the first time, is it? Ending up in a strange new place for reasons unknown. Not quite the shock it was last time.

[Not that he'd minded, terribly. Duplicity suited him down to the ground, a place he would have willingly remained in, had he not - quite abruptly - found himself here, instead.]

But um, I've only just arrived, yes. Should I take that to mean your appearance preceded mine?