Stone Circle tony don't sweat it; keep your hand steady

The sudden, forceful approach of another stops him dead in his tracks, and he freezes as the figure approaches rapidly through the fog. His hackles start to prickle right as he registers Valette's scent, and he relaxes slightly. He doesn't quite relax fully until she starts to slow down, though. Valette, He greets in return, eyes slightly wide as he takes in the sight of her. Um, sorry if I startled you — are you alright? The woman strikes him as someone normally more collected than this, so he can't help but be a little concerned — not that he's in any place to judge, mess that he is.