Phillip turns to face him, watching him as he comes in. There is something not right about him, but his world is... disjointed, at best. He's far too aware of the existence or at least possibility of multiple worlds, multiple mythologies, multiple literally everything, so he doesn't even know what he would even start to guess at. Not human. Or a very weird human. That's about all he can narrow it down to at the moment.

But, at the very least, this person is not quite the type of Thing that Phillip himself is, which are about the only types of people who freak him out anymore. So he gives the man a mock, somewhat cocky, salute. "Sup?"