He arrived slightly late, sweating slightly and breathing hard from the running here, the fact that you can just transport yourself from one location to another in this day and age having slipped his mind. Anxiety will do that to you. He was not excessively late, though, perhaps five minutes - it was a length of time he would not have judged someone else for, but did not apply to the same standard to himself. "Sorry I'm late, sorry! Was doing, uh, looking at, like, a thing." Eloquent.