You're much too kind.

[ Trahearne consciously squeezes back before stepping away, giving a light nod of his head. There's a jesting tone to his voice. ]

I will seek you out later, provided you've not drunk or eaten yourself silly. And we can compare numbers.

[ He will, in fact, not seek Syrlya out later. Because he'll be too busy fucking Kaeya????????

With a little wave, he turns to find someone else to dance with...or find food. ]