Once the other people were done introducing themselves, Henri did the same, a bit embarrassed about being late about it. He was getting strange looks for staying passive in the conversation, and he wanted to rectify that while he had the chance. "I'm Jimi's cousin Henri. Nice to meet you." He had a habit of calling his cousin Jimi as a joke, referencing a F1 driver from his country. It was also more natural for him to pronounce it with an additional i-letter when he was just a kid, and never had a reason to change it.

Henri thought Paul was a nice guy, and shared his apparent appreciation for nature, or so he interpreted his words. Mélanie was also nice, and he thought her little wave was actually cute. He was relieved to know he wasn't the only accented person in the group. For a moment Henri wanted to ask her if she was of French descent as her accent hinted at, but he then felt it was too forward of him, especially since they just met. Jim apparently didn't have any such reservations as he did ask her, which did put him off a bit. He was glad to see that Dominic also made it there. "Hellou Dom. That's a nice jeeppi you got there." He's only known Dominic for a couple of days, and while he was a bit exuberant he was fun to be around with. Henri knew his accent was coming strong now, but he decided not to be as self-conscious about it as he usually would have been. 

Once Jim finished speaking, Henri started walking in the direction of the cabin. Though his orienteering skills weren't like they used to be back in his days of military service, he could still recognize the sound of splashing water. "We shouldn't keep our gracious host waiting any longer. I'm pretty sure the cabin's this way." They've been standing there for a while, and he was anxious to see the place they would be staying at. He shuddered when his memories went back to the cold weeks of winter he had to spend outdoors, and was glad to know he didn't have to suffer through that again, instead enjoying a hot weather and nights under a solid roof.