"I'm not to blame for any of Gavin's ideas on brothels," Elia offered, arguing with the only point that wasn't entirely true. Yes, there had been random nudity in the encroaching jungle around the grounds. "I believe you can thank one of the vampires for that. Personally, I blame Byron." There was just a note of clear amusement in her tone; blaming Byrom for things was enjoyable, and most of the circus vampires did follow his lead. If she wasn't completely mistaken, the one that had brought up the brothel had even been his spawn.
Stepping forward a little, Elia raised her hands to smooth the Ringmaster's costume, her fingers pressing the odd wrinkle out – and at the same time, petting his chest familiarly. "As for the nude festivities, they were based in the needs of the Cirque. We had a lovely cleansing ritual. And I didn't hear anyone complaining about the nudity itself..."