"Uruviel??? I figured there was approximately one chance in 3,423 of finding you again!"

I'm being hugged, and then she stops. I don't want her to, and before I know it, I'm hugging her back. This seems to be a good thing. I think I'll keep doing this a while.

"Odd thing, though. One chance in 3,423 are probably the exact same odds I had of surviving what happened in my hotel room recently. But here I am. This is disconcerting. I don't suppose you heard about any airlock incidents in the hotel recently?"