Kaito had decided to spend time alone today. Arlette's friendship still surprised him, and the time she wished to spend with him both delighted and unsettled him. Nothing about her set him off, of course. She was sweet, and kind, and reminded him of those friendships he had left upon leaving his family in the East. Not a day went by where he didn't thank the One for letting him stumble (quite literally) into her quiet life here. But every day, his prayers were equally troubled by the one factor that left him unsettled: namely, her father.

He had spent his morning of solitude in prayerful thought, coming to no conclusions or solutions in particular, except that he needed to do what he could to honour Greyback, in whatever ways that meant right now, and as much as he felt that flickering temptation to retaliate. That would get neither him nor his friendship with Arlette anywhere he wanted to be.

His wanderings carried him to the borders, where Kaito let his thoughts subside at the sight of a tall figure cutting through the snow ahead. West, he reckoned, from piecing together Arlette's description of her brother and the appearance of the boy before him now. He had yet to make acquaintance with Arlette's younger siblings, and he took the opportunity with a clip toward the boy. "Hey man, what's up? It's West, right?" he said with a smile. Though by no means small, Kaito felt dwarfed by most of the other males here. He hoped Greyback's sons were more welcoming to him than their father had been. He could do with a few more friends here.

He opened his mouth to offer a reply, but before he could get a word in, West spoke up again with much the same information, only... mmm, stiffer? Proper? Much more practiced, and reserved? Interesting, nonetheless, and a quick smile flashed over the medic's face as he searched for what to make of this.

"Ah, West Tyree," Kaito started up, "Um... yes, uh, I suppose the pleasure is... well, both of ours?" He had never been much for formalities either, having been raised as more of a casual compatriot than a stiff-lipped countryman. "Kaito Kalderon, if you wanna go formal, but otherwise," a smile broke his face, and he offered an easy laugh, "just call me Kaito, it's what I've always been to everyone else."