"Joan?"

He knows that voice, knows that woman. He can't imagine what she's doing here seeing as the last time he'd seen her had been in the Enchanted Forest and that'd been an age ago. So much has happened since that it seems honestly odd to be running into her again, though he has no idea who an Elsa is. "Is that you?" he asks curiously, warmth and hope in his voice on the off chance that it is.