[ Albus lifts an eyebrow, the motion deliberate in its ease.

Of course, space and time are well-connected concepts even in the muggle literature; their voyage here has been such a tremendous one that it wouldn't surprise him to learn that duration had been affected by the shift. It can't have been particularly long, if he's been so easily recognized.

Where the proposal's an intriguing one, then it's primarily for the company involved — he'd thought himself quite alone here. ]

Well, we could do it all over if you'd like. [ But by implication, that'd be redundancy upon redundancy. ] Or we might agree to simply pretend the circumstances more agreeable. Delighted to meet you again.

[ Assuming that this isn't some elabourate joke. It'd be a jolly good one to pull. ]

And I rather hope you'll not hold my future against me. [ He's trying to look composed, but there's a twist in Gellert's own smile, its own promise of a bearer just a little more wild, and Merlin — but it feels like it's been ages since he's spoken to anyone of his own. ] I'm certainly willing to promise the same.