[That voice and accent brings an even wider smile to the Seeker's face. It couldn't be anything other then a roegadyn, and he tilts his head upwards until his neck is almost sore.]

Bless the Gods, a familiar soul in this strange place!

[The odd talk about her dream aside, he's honestly quite relieved to know that he's not the only Eorzean in this place, not matter how nice and at ease he felt next to this ray of light.]

Ah, yes. I'm only waiting to lose my tail with all this fluttering. How are you coping with these new appendages?