Muffled squeaks sounded from inside the bag- he was here already, Thrawn had just neglected to say as much. But then he had been told that magic wasn't a thing elsewhere, so he wasn't surprised that Eli hadn't come to the conclusion that he was playing host to the guest already.

Crawling through his belongings to ensure that everything was there- more or less able to tell from the way he had packed everything in there- he came back out quickly enough. Head popping out first and then the rest of him as he crawled down the side of the bag and onto the couch.

He really did wish that his magic would settle down and allow him to transform back.

Closing his eyes he tried to sense it within himself- and could more or less tell it was there. His ears wiggled as he connected with it, until something resolved and he took flight again- a blur of white swirling mist appearing, leaving him standing there once it disappeared. Once more back in humanoid form.

"Gods, that was certainly something," He sighed, turning to the human and doing a little bow to introduce himself, and turning on the charm, "Astarion Ancunín. A pleasure to properly meet you and... Apologies for my tardiness, so to speak."