Gideon's froze mid-step as the all too familiar tone pierced the air. Gideon turned around, slowly, looking to face his lost brother. "Aldric." Gideon managed out, before cracking out into a smile, "I wasn't expecting to see a ghost today." Gideon replied, chuckling at his on joke, taking a step closer to his brother, "The last I heard of you, you and your company were wiped out." Gideon said as he placed a shoulder on Aldric's shoulder, patting it. Gideon then turned his grinning face towards Johnathon, and Bast, eying them. "Are these two your friends, Aldric?" Gideon asked as he placed his hand down, stretching his hand out to Bast, as well as Johnathon, in order to shake their hands. It was obvious that under Gideon's barely mild excitement, and quickness to deflect to Johnathon and Bast, that something must be wrong.