In Jest or Earnest

If Isengrimm was the wolf amidst the fox, then Remi was a sheep to be sure. The flash of copper hair in the dappled light immediately caught the alchemist's gaze; Ianto? Feeling his heartbeat quicken, Remi tried to follow the cloaked figure with about all the stealth and cunning of an overly excited dog waiting for its dinner. Please let it be him, Remi thought, trotting quickly over the mossy undergrowth as dextrously as he could. "Hello—" He called out, his pleasantly accented voice singing through the air. Never one to prowl or stalk, the alchemist tried to make himself immediately known, though it was very likely the stranger (hopefully he wasn't, though) had heard him coming if he was at all diligent in being aware of his surroundings. However it was never Remi's intention to hide, and so as his voice carried out so too did the man try and poke his head through the trees to make his presence all the more obvious. Dressed as he normally was in charcoal-stained paints and a light coloured shirt and wearing his sunny and boyish-looking smile, Remi raised a hand in completely unthreatening greeting. remi sometimes love is war but sometimes you win