Anna let Abra teleport away from her, watching as he popped over to Meredith before she disentangled herself from Cas. She managed to maneuver herself through people fairly well, smiling when she needed to and not stepping on the dress before falling gratefully into the chair next to her sister.
"So, I think the NEXT wedding we have. Everyone wears sweat pants."
Because really. . .she was doubting the sanity of anyone who thought women were meant to stand in these kinds of shoes for this long.
Anna moved over to hug her sister now, carefully so as not to topple over. "And how are you faring?"
Because she could see there was something bothering Anna and she didn't know whether it was the strain of the Grace in a social setting or if something had actually happened.