The first thing that came to mind when he saw the familiar stranger was that he was tall. Or rather, that he was abnormally tall. The word tall did not even begin to describe the man's height, to be honest, and so he attracted Okita's attention as soon as he entered the Sun Room. He had seen the man around before (after all, it was rather hard to miss someone so lanky and so very...visible), but they had never spoken. People watching was one of Okita's many hobbies, however, and it was hard not to watch someone so interesting as he moved across the room.

Closer.

And closer until--

Oh. Okita looked up as the man stopped in front of him, craning his neck back a little to see his face. From up close, his hair was very round, his face very long, and he was even taller. He seemed a jovial sort, polite, and well-mannered though, and so Okita smiled back, motioning to the open couch beside him as he halfway wondered in the man would fit. "Good morning. And not at all. Please feel free to join me."