Eyes widening, he stares at her for a long minute, as if not sure she’s real - maybe he’s asleep, or maybe he’s died and this is some weird dream. It’s the last thing he expects, seeing her here like this, and he reaches out to poke her in the arm - gently, just to see.

She’s real?!

Eyes lighting up, he reaches out, and if she’ll let him he’ll grab her in a bear hug and spin her.

“No way! You’re real!”