[If he reads the moment wrong it's only because he's caught up in every thought and emotion of what it means for Sara to be among their number now. The things she must be warned of, the dangers she would face within Wonderland's dimensional walls, the people she will encounter whom she might never have expected to once again see--

And his own spark of gladness to see her. There are few Rip would ever wish this world upon, and certainly not those he holds dear as family or friend, but...he cannot deny that if they must be here, he would prefer to have her with them.]

Yeah. [Short, utterly at ease, and Rip crouches down to set aside the things he's carrying. He's armed; he's always armed these days, having been caught off guard by one too many surprises, but he makes no move to go for the gun kept in the holster at his side. He's got utterly no reason to, at least in his mind, and once his hands are free he takes a few steps closer to her.]

How long have you been here? None of the others mentioned your arrival, so I'm assuming it must have been fairly recent. [Either that, or she's kept herself hidden. Makes sense enough, given that she no doubt showed up like the rest of them: suddenly and in some impossible way.]