The healing he immediately recognizes. 'Thank the Twelve, someone familiar is here--' He doesn't recognize the viera, but it's certainly not an unwelcome sight. What is unfamiliar is the fact that this man recognizes him.

Which, might not be so passing strange. He has been a renowned man for... more than half of his life. In more than one shard now, even. However, the amount of vieran men that Thancred has met is a number he can count on one hand. And he knows this is not one of those men.

The explanation is an odd one at best, and one that one of his comrades would have a hell of a lot easier time understanding. But... he supposes it's not too weird. A far away memory of one of his Warriors' Echo ability comes to mind. The phrase is perhaps what catches him most off guard. He hasn't heard that phrase used in... well. Far longer than he'd like to think about. At least he knows the man can be trusted.

"My thanks." Thancred says first and foremost. He decides to set it straight. "No, I can't say I recognize you." A grimace, and then "My apologies."