Enyo shrugged one shoulder. She didn't particularly know. She didn't make much of a habit of studying the Norse Queen's social graces or socialization habits, and she wasn't about to start now. “I doubt she's lingering in company with mother, so among other of her own kin is probably the best place to look.” Not that she even know where their mother was. But, again, she hadn't been looking.
Actually, at this point, the less of an impact she made on the bulk of the party goers, the better. “Come on, I think I smell the stink of northerner coming from that end of the gathering...” At which point she pressed away from her current location and started off into the crowd, on the hunt for the Norse Queen.