Zel allows a small smile to slip across his face. "And you, Ms. Kent." His skin probably feels really... odd; after all, it is stone. However, he is wearing a pair of finger-less gloves, so it might not be noticeable.

Harry steps forward and offers his (right) hand as well, surveying April closely for a moment, something like a combination of curiosity and confusion colouring his expression. "There's one thing I can't figure out," he says cautiously. "You're a vampire; I remember that from the last time we ran into each other. So how is it you're pregnant?"