[ there we go. it feels far better now that they're both on the same page, both the warmth of the sun on his back and the warmth beginning to circulate again easing some of the tension from his shoulders. he thinks, as they circle around in their steps, this is far easier than all the other times. ]

I've little love for them, myself. [ he's not ashamed to say it, although he gives a mildly amused chuckle at the explanation. ] And I've also only ever attended for business. As an escort, or besides. Truth be told, I find this far less fraying on the nerves.

[ sure, it's far too carefree and cheerful than he's used to, but the lack of nobility and numerous other factors...well, he'll take flower crowns and simplicity over the dark side of Nov Ostoyan parties. ]