[He runs all the way there, out of breath when he does arrive, catching his breath as he makes his way over to her, a hand against his chest as he breathes. She's there, sitting, and for a fearful moment he fears it's just a phantom once again. She looks far less translucent however. Perhaps...perhaps it truly was her.]
action;
Vanessa?
[He calls her name warily.]
Is it truly you?