That just made Sitwell feel more uncomfortable, rolling his shoulders back as though he could adjust the fit of this jacket if he just wished hard enough. Of course, she looked perfect, maybe too perfect, this was a bad idea, everyone was going to see her, "Maybe plan C. Does this even look right? It feels tight. I can't move right, if I have to grab someone..." He took a deep breath and pushed his glasses up his nose, feeling sweaty and unfit for this union. "Are we not concerned about this change of timetable?" he tried a different angle. Another pair of couples swept by, clearly hurrying to get to the auction, prompting Sitwell to offer his arm regardless of his reservations before he looked too out of place.