Smoke hung lightly in the air, the ocean breeze having taken the majority from the pyre out to sea to travel the world as the circus had always done. No one stopped moving, not even those thought to be stuck in one place. It was something Orion's family knew a lot about. The wheel constantly turned. The people constantly moved- whether settled or not. The Cirque had become just another transport for wanderers.
Baba Violette had stepped away into the trailer with Bitsy, leaving Orion alone. Sitting back in a wooden reclined seat better fit for knights in armour, a small fire blazed at his feet the flames licking the bare soles without any effect. The table beside him ready for others to join. Blue eyes stared up at the stars where the embers flew to join them. His senses picked up on Lucia before she made the choice to step forward. He was not one to push someone into joining him if they did not wish and made a choice to ignore their presence until they were ready.
Letting his head slump over to look at her and her moonshine, he smiled. "Of course. Te avel angle tute" He replied gesturing to a far more comfortable looking chair than his.