[It's almost a bit like a riddle. Of all things she expects, a phone call from someone who... isn't Tifa. But it's not like she's hiding herself either. If anything, it's humbling that Somnus has remembered her. Even if he hadn't, she would have been quite happy to lend some assistance.

Eventually, she manages to find the place she assumes he meant and when Somnus gestures over to Regis, her gaze switches between the two. She's trying to figure out if they're related. And if they are, how they are.

She almost asks. This isn't the time, however.]

Oh, hi there. [She offers Regis a smile, a little apologetic at that because she knows she's about to get into his space and that's not the best first impression.] Sounds like you already know who I am.

[Looking between the two once more, she gives Somnus a welcoming, grateful smile for letting her sit.] Thanks. [Her gaze dips as she attempts to better assess Regis' situation.] Did all this happen from the tournament?