He spotted her as soon as she came into view; spaced out, mind and body wandering in two different directions, and he could tell that if he didn't move she was liable to run right into him because she seemed so wrapped up in her own thoughts. He had been ready to avoid the collision when she finally snaps out of whatever thoughts she was having and noticed him.

Froggy. There were some continuous threads that Thane saw from world to world in which he found some existential comfort in. This is not one of them.

"Drell, actually," he corrects, no real hint of offense or upset. His arms are pulled behind his back still, bowing his head in greeting. She introduced herself, after all. "Hello, Arkady. I'm Tannor."