Regulus got himself settled in Sobek Croix soon after the initial transition period of arriving in Baedal, but he seems to spend more time at the Hellsing guild hall than he does at home, anyway, so who knows why he bothered.

He's just about to leave, actually, passing through the lobby, when he spots Rodolphus and stills, briefly, when he recognizes him. A part of him reels back, inwardly and instinctively, but he reins it in before it shows on his face. He'd been told that Rodolphus was in the city before, but somehow hadn't exactly thought he'd return. He's pretty sure he actually replaced Rodolphus when he left, too.

Now that he's seen him and, presumably, been seen, Regulus moves over toward him fluidly, older than he should be but still largely the same as he ever was.

He smiles, thinly. "Rodolphus."

He's just glad that neither of them are inclined toward being particularly verbose, especially at one another.