[He very carefully doesn't show any signs of relief, because some things just aren't part of the role. He's got an image to keep up, and a front to maintain.

Still, despite the fact the Morrigan probably wouldn't be comforting by most people's standards, he's known her a lot longer. Seeing her here, despite the circumstances, makes things a little less alien. He leans down slightly, the hands on his face familiar and even welcome, despite the fact she's probably going to claw his eyes out as soon as she thinks about the fact they've never seen each other around camp.]

Well, I can understand why you might want to see me. Not much else worth seeing around here.

[He grins, before it fades.]

Same way you did, probably. Woke up here, no way home unless the war ends, right?