Patrick finished with the lettuce and he had been searching for something else to chop up when Lyra suggested they have some mulled wine. It did smell delicious.
And then Jem sort of...happened upon their sweet little calm. "I'm not any more special than anyone else," he said quietly. He was a little disturbed that Jemma had been described as shy in one breath and then Jem had offered for a stranger to hold her in the next. "Only if she wants to," he said easily.
Patrick looked at Jemma then, "hello, Jemma! Look!" He opened his hand and shot a tiny little stream of confetti up in the air. Not enough to make a mess, and not enough for Dante to notice. "You don't have to come over here if you don't want to," he reassured her. "But it's very nice to meet you!"