Derwen made his way to the back entrance, hopping from peice of rubble to peice of rubble. He watched the doors creek open, rustling a hand through his red hair. "oh! where are my manners?!" Derwen towered over Freya,so he leant down a bit, bowed and put his hand out "I'm Derwen, pleased to meet you, and your name is... ?" he asked quizzically. Although he was bowing down, he only reached about her neck, due to the combined factors of his tallness and her shortness.