Really, that "you're here" should come from her, but if she's not dreaming and he's actually in the City but recognises her, then maybe he thinks-- stop.

First things first.

"It's really you?" He's up, so she lets her lunch float gently to settle by his guitar and reaches out hesitantly. "Your playing caught my attention - you're really here?"

Slight hyperventilating as one of the few people she genuinely adored in the old city is now here in front of her just as she was watching that number dwindle to less than she can count on her hand.