He didn't seem as relieved as Wreath might have hoped. That was just a wishy-washy answer, wasn't it? It didn't really tell him exactly why he looked familiar, why he knew his name. Maybe he was just reading too much into this, but Ryou's words seem a bit stiff. The familiar of his own language, free from weird magical translations, wasn't going to help.

"It's nice to meet you too, Solomon-san. Could I ask you to explain a little more, though...? I don't really understand."

He just got here, nobody should be recognizing him unless he was somehow here before. Ryou digs out his pamphlet and looks at it again. Maybe it says something here that he forgot?!