"Grainne." He nods. "I remember you, but we never introduced ourselves. I'm Enoch, and this," he gestures to Lucifel, "Is my friend, Lucifel. I suppose it's belated, but it's nice to meet you."

He can't help but smile at Gilgamesh's greeting, returning it as he speaks to Grainne. It's probably a good thing at least one of them is between him and Naoya, otherwise the latter might have found himself caught up in a relieved hug. Honestly, the wastelands might be ghastly, but this is a far cry from being trapped on one. He has hope again, after fearing it all lost.*