Orpheus is (remarkably) sober at the moment, or he might think he was hearing things. As it is, he looks up and sees a face that is not only familiar to him but that he saw only a day or two ago.

Still, he hadn't expected to see it here.

"Narcissa."

He's almost surprised by the way his heart leaps at the sight of her. Almost.

His guitar gets hastily set aside as he pulls himself to his feet. "You're here! I...thought I was the only one."