Lucanis would be lying if he said he wasn't equally as relieved to see her, a faint smile curving the corners of his mouth upward when she fully registered who she was speaking to.

Save for the jingling — which he was fairly certain she did not do before — a quick once over did not suggest any physical signs of distress, nor did her demeanor. Chipper and eager as always, already taking notes (where did she get that anyway?)

"Only moments ago." He replied with a soft, tired sigh. "In the inn room upstairs. I suspect the same thing happened to you?" His gaze shifted off to the side of her head, like he was looking for something behind her. "Did you receive a note of some kind? I — Spite ripped ours before I could read it."