The cliff's edge, coincidentally, is the first place Jon wanders to. It's a spot he's routinely used to clear his head, and he has a lot to roll over in his mind. Imagine his surprise when he turns the corner of his humble home, and finds that spot already occupied.

He's tentative, but the differences are too clear and too unusual between them for him to resist looking into it. He steps forward, clears his throat, and lifts a hand in an awkward side-wave.

"Ah--- hello? Sir?"