There were a few new arrivals that had come about in the closed days of the Cirque. Interesting creatures each of them. The Djinn knew the dark secrets and real forms beneath the human exteriors, but his knowledge was not to cause problems but to make sure there were none to be concerned with. If fae or feather or fish needed safety, the Cirque could provide for the price of working. Rumours and whispers would come to the new underlings soon enough of the reasons no creature dares to mess with the Ringmaster, especially after the display from the last stop.
Strolling up to one of the new trailers on site, Kennet's hands were grasped behind his back. Each long step came with grace, elegance and a touch of a predatory danger. His movements were quiet yet he made sure not to approach from behind her, swinging out to the front where he might be seen even if she was inside.
"How are you settling in, Rozalina?" Blue icy pools kept a gaze that stared through her exterior as if analyzing her risks and needs.