Childermass will be able to get a closer look sooner as Siobhan moves herself out of the way of the two men, carefully turning around so that she can see them and the door. This also frees Strange from being pinned to the wall, and he takes a few steps forward, hands behind his back as he does so.

His hair's still messy, and there's a bit more gray in it, but the most noticeable thing is just how damn tired Strange looks. After all, he almost died. Even with the brief period of recovery he had back home, that's still not something one can bounce back from easily (though Strange is trying his hardest to bounce back easily.) The curse didn't follow him here, but that doesn't remove the effects it had on him back in England.

"I'm still not entirely sure why we vanished. To be honest, I was out of sorts during the whole vanishing process--though I would assume it was due to the faerie's curse." There's plenty of other options, of course, but that one seems to be the simplest.

"And no, I didn't bring Hurtfew with me. Nor did I bring Gilbert Norrell either." Norrell's name is said with a small little laugh, a sharp contrast with the usual disdain Strange would have shown for the man before his trip back home.