While Cidolfus very much looks exactly the same has he did four years ago, something else is noticeably different about the doctor as he speaks. His eyes. During the influence of his maddening quest for nethicite, Cidolfus wore the gaze of a madman with pride. His eyes were erratic and sharp back then, almost like a wild beast. Despite still being quite "wild" in the term of his morals and sometimes speech; Cidolfus's gaze is oddly calm now. Those bright hazel eyes are calm with sincerity and hidden wisdom. Though, it's uncertain whether or not such placidity will stick with Cidolfus who's so easily allured by thoughts of power.

"The sentiments are quite mutual, Vayne." Cidolfus had taken a liking of calling the former consul by his given name a long time ago. Though, he only done so in private for the most part. "I had hoped I wasn't the only one who had spoken with our fair lady." Of course he's hinting to Ultima as of now. While he's eager to speak about his odd encounter with the High Seraph, Cidolfus opts for trying some of the tea instead.

"Call me shocked." He mutters with a hint of surprise in his tone. "It isn't seawater after all."