"Uah!"

And there went the poor, recently-risen-from-the-dead man, collapsing backward into the snow out of surprise. It took him a moment of flailing to get back onto his feet, but - hard as it might be to believe at first sight - he did eventually stand again. How could he not be surprised? It was a face! A real face! He hadn't seen one of those here in what felt like forever, and while he couldn't remember a time when he wasn't more or less on his own after the Zangyack destroyed his home, it was quite lonely being all on one's own...especially in a situation like this. Not even saying anything about dying-

B-but anyway. Don cleared his throat, trying to return to a less socially awkward state of being. "Sorry, I...you surprised me." That was an understatement. But at least the surprise had been a nice wake-up call from the mental fog he'd been in ever since he'd woken up in that...place. "It's just, I haven't seen anyone else in awhile...are you lost here, too?"