Julien opens a few more eyes and turns his faces towards her. It just seems more polite. After a second he reconsiders and his bird head tucks in like he's going to go to sleep. Focusing on someone with two bodies feels way too much like he's scrutinizing them.

"Whoah, hey. Marina... no, Marinette, right? Sorry, it feels like it's been kinda a while." That's an understatement. Iuliael's memory had always been poor and being here, being solid and himself, has put in another level of remove, but those often foggy memories go back a very long way. A scary long way. 'The first human city was very exciting and novel and smelled like goats and old fish at the best of times' long way. "I'm. Well, it kinda hurts, I think I'm dropping feathers, but it's not going to kill me. I'll be fine. How are you, any damage?"