Disarmed, confused, startled. It is clear; if not in Elidibus' bared face (though oh, he is trying so very hard, and succeeding, mostly, to maintain a gaze most resolute) then in his soul. Flickering in uncertainty, ever so slightly- but steeled sufficiently to not openly waver. And such is right. He would expect nothing less from this one- the one which had sacrificed everything, sacrificed beyond even that, to save all of them.

"Not to worry." He responds lightly, evenly. "This is certainly not the first time I've found myself quite forgettable!" He smiles then, a hand briefly coming to his chin in some form of private mirth. Just for a moment, for it would not do to startle him even further. "There are far more prominent players involved, after all." And most certainly, he could think of one rather prominent player that would be very relieved for Elidibus' presence.

But that is something for the future. While he has him to himself...

"My name is Hythlodaeus." His station would normally follow, as was their custom, their nature. Yet here, it was not important. "We have not been introduced formally... yet we were one, once. We, and a vast number of others. Perchance that would explain the familiarity you feel... for I feel it as well."

A brief smile. And an indication to the place beside him.

"May I sit with you?"