Jean Grey & Open
Arriving at the festival, Jean wandered the booths, pausing once and awhile to check out the offered art and other sorts of things people had on display. The weather was beautiful today and the people who had arranged the event could not have asked for a more perfect day to hold it. Obviously, this showed in the amount of people that were currently much like Jean in milling around and looking at the artwork or listening to the music being played on any of the stages set up. It was nice, if not comforting, to see people having a good time and being lighthearted, especially after last weekends horrible shenanigans.
As it was, the thoughts of the people around her were clearly happy ones and this alone put Jean in a better mood than she had found herself in in quite some time. Finding a spot on the grass, Jean decided to sit and listen at a random stage for a bit and simply enjoy the feeling of the warm sun on her skin. She'd even stripped of her sandals and in order to merely feel the cool grass beneath her toes.