Should she clap? She sort of felt like she should--but what if it came across as sarcastic? She was debating in her head long enough that Alric had already landed. Her wings flicked out to either side instead, a sort of wave hello. She didn't flinch back too much from the sand and dirt flying up, though she did glance briefly at the scorch marks.

"Yes, I have." For the most part. "There was something I wanted to speak to you about, unless now isn't a good time?"

Flandre was still a bit...frazzled--and she'd never really been the best at decision making anyway.