[After hovering uncertainly near the entrance for a few good minutes, Tear finally starts a reluctant walk up to the main party area-- mindful of the spectacular blue and white gown she's sporting for the night. The length and folds are definitely beyond what she's used to moving around in, but it's not like she's even planning to dance or anything, just wallflower like always.
Any awkwardness suddenly vanishes once up on the dais, however. With a confident and graceful-- even regal-- stride she ignores the edges of the room and inserts herself right into the crowd of people, looking over the lighting and decoration with distant interest]