[Eridanus, of course, arrives exactly on time—and it isn't hard to pick out the familiar frame of the faerie he had entertained months ago, even if he's curled into himself with cold.]

My sweet Daniel.

[He calls out as he approaches from behind, and as he steps into the light of that streetlamp, the iridescence of his opals glitters in a rainbow of color. He's dressed finely in a lighter suit, despite the winter chill around them. In fact, he doesn't seem to be bothered overmuch by it, if the broad smile on his face is anything to go by.]

You are just as handsome as when last we met! I'm glad your heart came around, I've missed your company.

[It's with a flourish of a bow that he presents a bouquet of red roses, offering them for the other to take.]