Fabrice is caught up in the serene, morning air and the warmth of his coffee; alone in the woods, or so he assumes, he allows himself to relax. Which, considering his past experiences with magic and woods, seems rather dumb. But he doesn't car. Fabrice just wants to relax and not have to think for awhile.

Which is, of course, the moment he hears a distant 'hm.'

He turns, and jumps up when he catches sight of the other man in the clearing. And a wombat?

"Oh hello," he manages an awkward wave. "Didn't see you there."