[ Recognition in his eyes goes a long way to sooth Vex'ahlia's worries - if he hadn't known her at all.. But he does, and her hand reaches for his, ready to entwine fingers and return the squeeze.

Yes, she's here too. ]

What do I-- [she squints a moment; yes, he's entirely serious behind that tone] Well, depending on how precise you'd like, we were finishing up some paperwork at the castle for Cassandra. Since we're off with Vox Machina on that trip soon. [she edges closer, lowering her voice] If you need more me to be more precise, we had a...late morning start.

[ She tips her head to one side, studying his face, then glancing back to the haunting shadows of Whitestone's Past. ]

..What about you?