[Of course, she's spoken to Ruby. Varian's face colours just for a second with some classic teenage mortification from when a pseudo-sibling finds out you're dating. He groans softly, putting his face in his hands, oh noooo.]

Y-yeah. That sure sounds like Ruby. Yup. Classic Ruby. The Rubiest.

[The RUBIEST? What was that even? ]

Yup. I got the winky face, Princess. There it is.

[But what she says next is enough to pull him out if his teen mortification spiral. He looks up, smile crossing his face. GOOD, this is good. ]

That's my street! Listen, stand outside your cottage and I'll come out to you.

...Um. Just... small warning, I'm not exactly like I was when you saw me back home. I um... I got hurt here.