[ Kirk needed a break from the festivities. Parties were well and good, but in recent years he had discovered he didn't do well in crowds for very long. He needed breaks periodically, places to breathe, and he eventually wound his way to the graveyard in an effort to do just that.
His cape flapped behind him, making him feel somewhat imposing in the space, which was a new sensation for him. ]
You've really gotten into this holiday, haven't you, John?