The woman tilts her head thoughtfully. "Hm, perhaps our friends mentioned us."

"He always did complain about you laughing about the blue zebra thing."

"Blue zebras are not even that weird as far dream goes."

"They're weirder than any hallucination I've ever had. Well, to be fair, I don't often get hallucinations. Except that one time I was really ill with the flu, but we don't talk about that."

"At any rate. I am sure that if your friend wants to meet you, he will be able to find you."

"Easier said than done for them right now..."

Epimetheus appears at that moment. "Is there a-?" she stops as she spots Henri and Talia.

"Epime," Talia greets (and there's something subtly wrong about how she pronounces the name).

"There is something," Felix tells Epimetheus. He keeps an eye on everyone.

Epimetheus settles back some, into an at-ease position. "I cannot say that I was anticipating seeing you two here."

"We've been trying to find you for a while. You do a real good job of disappearing. And not responding to us didn't leave us particularly assured that you hadn't been snatched up by the people hunting you."

"We have been distracted."

"Should I stop being pearched from this very tall branch?" He asks Epimetheus.

They probably aren't buying it, but plausible deniability in case of cameras.

She thinks for a moment. "They are safe," she states. "You can come down."

Felix leaps and gracefully lands, producing a small burst of wind. "Hi, again. You look better from this angle."

"I often find that conversing face to face rather tree bottom to tree top improves the quality of the interaction."

"Likewise, so, are these friends?"

"Old comrades. But I suppose friends applies."

"You wound me, Epime!"

"I trust you, 'Sidora and 'Metheus are...as okay as you can be?"

"We are...mostly free. If that is what you mean."

"Maybe you should tell us how have you been?"

"This one," Talia gestures at Henri, "made good on his promise to publish trashy supernatural romance novels and has somehow found acclaim doing so."

"Ooh, how trashy?"

"-Oh no."