[A Cold Day]
The phone call probably takes a lot shorter time than it does to fly over here, so Zophiel and Sekhmet probably aren't there quite yet when Prumathe looks out the door.
However, they do get there eventually. Pretty quickly, actually, considering the distance. And, as he's probably worried, it seems likely that Prumathe will be waiting and will quickly notice when a 4-winged paladin approaches carrying a Sekhmet popsicle.
"He sounds pretty great. It's really fortunate you have him," he tells her. Especially fortunate because just talking about him seems to be enough to help her.
He spots the waving Prumathe.
"Is that him? He's already here, waiting for you." The paladin follows him through the door, and deposits Sekhmet on the sofa.
If he knew they were coming, he must've already been told, right? Just as a reminder, then, he tells Prumathe: "You need to convince her that you're real and that she's safe."
He looks around...they might want some privacy, right?
"I'll be waiting just outside, in case anything happens. Shout if you need anything."
Unfortunately, though, he left his swords behind with Anchor so...he won't be able to cut.
After a few moments to make sure everything's fine, he steps outside to wait and heal his wings of overexertion. (He did only recently get them, after all)