practicality

She had intended to be stern, or at least serious, but hearing the familiar voice brought her out of her reverie and caused a sincere smile to spring to her lips that went straight to her eyes. "Tseng, it's..." The smile faded a bit, but it was still there. Just... sadder. "It's good to see you." She stood, closing her book and brushing down her long skirt. She used the moment to break eye contact and steady her nerves before meeting his eyes again. "You're just as I remember, this time. You're wearing your hair down. It's beautiful."