Victoire had seen bits and pieces of the village over the past couple of days, but she hadn't had the opportunity to meet many people. Seeing so many people gathered around together - and, thankfully, most of them looked like they weren't too much older than her - she headed over like a moth to the flame.
Having just turned seventeen, it was still strange to get to drink whatever she wanted, but taking advantage of not having her parents here to tell her no, she poured herself a drink and glanced around. She recognised several faces, but in a strange, disconcerting way. No one was the right age.
"I guess when you're having a beach party in the middle of a ruined village, you don't have many music options, do you?" she said wryly to her neighbour, not taking her eyes off the crowd.