There's a decent breeze today and it's toying incessantly with the strands of Ienzo's fringe. However, seeing Demyx waiting for him, perking up (both figuratively and literally?) as he catches his presence was enough to quell any irritation he may have felt about the wind.

"I see you," he called with a wave, smile slipping into place as he approaches down the last leg of the trail "I brought you something. Some 'stinky fish' as you've so aptly named it," Ienzo continues as he draws closer, producing a medium sized jar from an over sized pocket in his coat. It contained fermented mackerel (much to the chagrin of everyone back home).

Ienzo slows to a stop, tilting his head back to look up at Demyx's face.

"Nice to see you, Demyx" he adds in a softer tone