[ She'll just hold onto the mask. It's kind of frustrating, but since she was at the ball, she doesn't have have a few things she normally carries on her person. Like her weapon, or purse. ]
Something like that. [ A lot more than a masquerade, but on the surface that's what it was. She's a little grim as she says so. Closing her eyes, she expels a soft sigh, letting the tension leave her body. It's not that she hates this place. But... it puts a delay on important matters that need taken care of. ] Although the masks seem pointless to me.
[ In a masquerade full of vampires, there's little point in trying to cover your face. Because their sense of smell is just as good as their vision. ] I guess... in the end it's the etiquette behind them?