[ he's.. admittedly a little surprised that scorpius had remembered his name. he prefers to blend in, after all, blandly pleasant and unremarkable, nothing like the man he once was. he glances up through the fall of long hair, managing a small, slightly flustered smile. ] Yes, actually.

[ he hesitates, then offers out one of scorpius's books with one hand, the other reaching up to tuck his hair back behind an ear. ] It's, ah.. it's fine. It's not your fault, it just startled me a little. Most people don't come this way, and I guess I've just.. accustomed myself to being alone. [ a beat, then a slightly puzzled glance back the direction the blond was coming from. ] Is.. everything okay?