[wandering wandering wandering OH THAT... LOOKS KIND OF FAMILIAR... the talismans all over that house, that is. It takes the vampire a moment to recognize Reimu, considering the lack of red and white, but when she spots the miko, a wide, fanged grin splits Remilia's face and she flaps her wings once in anticipation before calming down and strolling on over under her parasol.]

Oh? What's this, what's this? Even for such a lazy shrine maiden, you're uncharacteristically late to the incident, Reimu.