[ the concept that she could utilize an ability in which could have detected his presence without him having even made it known... well, there was no way he could have predicted this. but, he isn't sure if he's relieved when he sees her face appear from beyond the door, or if there's another complex wave of emotions that linger beneath the surface of his unfocused countenance.

he doesn't react at first, until she begins speaking. his eyes widen slightly, as if he's only realizing she's standing there. does her words provide comfort if just because she agrees for once, or is this something else? ]

... Really. My lady, I thought you would continue to prattle on how wonderful life is. This is unexpected. [ but there's no bite to his words. they're weaker than he intends them to come out. ]

No, nothing out of the ordinary actually. In fact, it's stranger I forgot that this is what life is.