And Schneizel, his gaze fixed elsewhere, looking like he has only just awoken.
Stranger still, perhaps, is the fact that he looks rather openly vexed, to say the least. His brow is knit, mouth set in a deep frown.
Suddenly, his expression changes to something far more recognisable - neutral, unfazed. He looks around himself, and it's then that his gaze falls to rest on the communicator.
The recording communicator.
He smiles pleasantly, if not a mite tired.]
Well, well. That was quite the welcome.