Rutile is a little startled to find someone so unfamiliar answer the door - to their old room, nonetheless - but they close their eyes and remain composed. The Dreaming Bridge is like this, they remind themselves. Dreamfolk arrive, they vanish, they are never heard from again.

Unless they are Rutile, and they wake in a daze as if from a nightmare.

It is a more lackluster Rutile than the one Ilda knows that politely greets Jacen. "Good afternoon," they say, eyeing the batcat. "I was just - ah. I used to stay in this room. I came to see if my things are still here," they say. With some hesitation, they ask, "You don't know if Yato ...?"