Before he could probably call out his name, she nearly flung her purse at him before the barking of the Seel stopped her in her tracks. She looked down at the little creature, her eyes wide as she found herself becoming a bit more stabilized by everything. It was only when the man before her continued to speak, stating his name that she dropped her purse and looked at him with complete and utter shock. By now the Butterfree had flown off, only to sit idly in a tree, watching the scene unfold before it.

"Henry?", she said, her voice loud and terrified. This man looked nothing like the young man she knew, with his short brown hair and only a ghost of a beard on his face. Yet the voice was the same and there was a gentleness coming from him.

It was her Henry.....it was him.

She immediately began to wobble towards him as she looked at him closer, trying to discern a recognizable feature in him somewhere but once she was close enough and looked into his eyes. She knew it was him. "Henry you...you look so different, what happened?"