Vanguard
"That would be you." He answered plainly, returning her quizzical look. He might have had unreasonable expectations, thinking she could recognize him on voice alone might have been a gross overestimation. Tch, maybe he should have brought the armor along, or at least the helmet.
How fortunate.
Well, she seemed to have a new companion, he didn't recall seeing that one before, and when his eyes averted to the bulge in her stomach, he realized she must have been quite busy. Still, having to explain himself was the last thing he wanted.
"It's me, Vanguard. It's been a while, but I'm glad you seem to be doing well." He said kindly, only to suddenly excuse himself, his eyes faintly shocked like a child who had just caught doing some misdeed.
"Oh, do forgive me. I suppose you would like a more in depth explanation. I do not mind either way, but it would be demonic of me to force a poor pregnant woman to stand there and listen to a speech. Would't you agree?" He asked of her, bowing gracefully as a knight ought to give a lady her proper respects.