[Keith hops down from where he’d been sitting, walking out to meet Estelle. He lifts his hand in a wave to return the gesture. A shake of his head at the words,] Nope. You’re good. Right on time. I was probably a little on the early side. I guess I’m eager to get started.

[He takes a moment to look her over, eyeing the staff curiously.] That your usual weapon? You good with it?

[Even as he talks he inclines his head to his left in a “let’s go this way” sort of gesture. They should find somewhere open and out of the way, and Keith has an idea of two.]