"He is not the kind of person who rises high in the heptarchate.”

Reshad nods to Sulen. "That's good. I'm hoping what we have is a case of mistaken identity." Serious enough, as it goes; she'd wager a favor on that reaction being real.

His response does leave some amount of uncertainty - perhaps Jedao isn't sure about Remi's identity, either.

Accepted, Reshad signs. He's an early timeline moth scientist. What's target identity?

And as a follow-up, she signs: Extract? Perhaps it'll help to get him out of the current situation, out of Seyli's line of fire and Sulen's.

"I'm going to try and pull him out of-" A gesture at the little knot of people surrounding Jedao- "that. See if it helps to make this a non-incident." And snagging a pastry that proves to be warm and surprisingly heavy, she drifts purposefully around Seyli.

"Jedao," she calls, as if she hasn't seen him taking a euphoric. "Have you met Xiulan and Hana yet? Since we're all doing the rounds."

Reshad gestures with her empty hand, indicating the conversation furthest from Remi and his mothlings.