[ Lancelot is unsure if he should approach Charles once he sees him.

The Great Greenwood is large, after all, and it's a coincidence that he has spotted him at all while out walking Lady. He feels he ought to thank the man, for his efforts in both the battle and in scouting. For his patience and willingness to support his plan. Yet all the same Charles looks... well, like he's rather enjoying time alone.

In his hesitation, the decision is unfortunately made for him.

Lady comes tearing out of the forest behind him and runs up to Charles -- does a quick loop around him as if to herd him before stopping in front of him, tail wagging. Her eyes are bright and excited (she spent so much time inside during the blizzard! Outside is so much better!) and her small black and grey body seems to vibrate with energy. ]

Ah... Lady!

[ Lancelot's voice is just loud enough to carry, still muted to try and not draw attention. They may not be too deep in the woods, but there's no need to scare off all the more gentle wildlife and draw the curiosity of anything big enough to hurt them. He winces a little, jogs the rest of the way over as Lady sits patiently to see what will come of the interaction. ]

Forgive me, I thought perhaps to leave you in peace but... it seems Lady wished to say hello regardless.