Iramaat seems content to let him lead, even if he's a bt clumsy at it. More than that, she seems incredibly happy to see him as him and not that anonymous stranger. She eases a little closer, one hand on his shoulder, the other interlacing fingers with his. She does try to help him along, but she's following, not leading.

"Oh, I'll look forward to that. I have the utmost confidence in you, Soren."

She offers him a sly little smile, "But how are you? It's been ages."

Not that she's keeping track or anything.