Valkyrie | The Doctor
"Confusion" was the keyword for what a particular warrior woman was feeling. Music blared, or played, or whatever it was doing. And, there was much carousing, which wasn't a bad thing all said and done. Yet, she liked to be the one who puts herself in such situations. The mobile device waiting for her had not helped, but she'd stowed it away in her pocket. Her blade hidden beneath her thick sweater; it was a little awkward, but worked for now, sort of.
She fidgeted a bit, not liking that she was indeed fidgeting. She opted for observing, ignoring the food or drink. She watched them all, secretly hoping she'd see a face she recognized. Or not so secretly. It wasn't a secret if no one was asking.
Valkyrie couldn't help the slight smile as she recognized one thing. This was a group trying to have fun. She did wonder at the reason: celebration or recent disaster. Or both. For now she'd watch, later...she would think about later, later. Watching seemed like a good plan, especially when there was all manner of dancing going on.