Herbalists' Cache didn't have a dime but i always had a vision

A gasp from behind him draws his attention, and he turns with ears perked to find the source. There's not enough time to form any real expectation, not in the half-seconds between meeting her eyes and registering her scent and realizing this is his sister, but he certainly would not have expected her anyhow. Lily? It slips from him before he can even turn fully, eyes wide at the sight of her. She looks... different, in some subtle way. He can't quite pinpoint it — but it doesn't matter now. A smile tugs at his features, incredulous and slightly amused. I know I'm stunning, but please — don't drool all over yourself.