Halia chewed her lip as she watched him look her over, though her eyes lit up like fireworks as he recognized her finally. She stood from her table and walked over to him to greet him properly, smiling brightly. It had been years since she had seen him last, and she was delighted that he remembered her.
"It is you! I....was worried I misspoke after I called your name." Despite the sheepish smile, she seemed a thousand times more vibrant than when she had last seen him. Back then, even as a child, there had been deep, dark circles under her eyes, her skin covered in cuts and bruises and scrapes, and she was far scrawnier then as well. Compared to then, she had positively flourished, looking far more healthy, far less underweight and, aside from a colorful bandaid on the back of her hand, far less injured.
"Would you like to join me? I was just taking time to relax after work before walking home." She gestured at the table she had gotten up from, where her cup, coat, and bag still sat.