Stones grind against one another as Johnny Boy smiles lopsidedly, and oh, he really does look familiar when he does that. Awed, Radar gets to his feet, taking a few steps toward the fence line. The construct steps closer to match with a muted thud, thud, and reaches over the fence to offer Radar his hand.

"Hi," Radar whispers. He clasps Johnny Boy's hand; it feels a little warm, like a stone wall on a sunny day, and so solid and unyielding he knows this gift of Serranai's could carry him anywhere he needed. He sniffles. "It's so nice to meet you. 'M glad you're here."

He turns back to Serranai. Fervent as a prayer: "Thank you."