He beams, happy to be welcomed to visit with her, and makes so bold as to take a seat across from her. "I'm good, thank you. Real good. I ended up not stayin' at the inn you took me to, but they let me do some sweeping up for a little pay."

Hence the new clothes, probably. "Do you know Miss Harley? Harley Quinn? She invited me to stay with her."

He is settling in. He's hardly even homesick. This place has everything.

"You doing well, Miss Iphigenia?"