There was little room for misunderstanding in Coan's wave, and Mirelle knew there could be no leaving now. She made her way to the others, a small smirk tugging the corners of her mouth as she could see and hear the obvious attempts at flirting going around, at least in one direction. She was half disappointed that her new presence was giving it pause, but at least she could watch it up close if it persisted.
Now that she was closer, she finally could place the other woman, and her lips turned into a genuine smile. It had been a while since they were first introduced, but she could remember the pretty young mage from the Tower… Bethen, wasn't it? It was a shame they hadn't had a chance to speak properly then, although now would be as good a time as any to remedy that. "Hello, again," she said in kind, nodding her head in greeting as she came up beside her. Mirelle's gaze fell for a moment to the eager Mabari. Noa only spared her a look, turning her attention away from her new snack to Mirelle and she responded with a bright grin. "And to you as well," she added with a laugh before turning her gaze over to the two men.
To Coan she gave another, more formal nod of her head as a greeting. He had already called her over and words simply felt redundant at this point. But to the man beside him, her expression turned a bit confused. This was certainly someone she hadn't met, and of higher ranking. Her head dipped into another formal bow, her smile turned more shy, and her eyes flickered demurely to the ground for a moment. She cast a sidelong glance to Beth, and then one quickly back to Coan. They had all been talking so familiarly just moments before, and she assumed one of them -- Coan, more than likely -- would be in a better position to introduce her to the stranger. Despite the fact that they had all gathered for the same reason, she couldn't presume to introduce herself to someone so clearly of nobility. Old habits die hard.