Early Evening/Arrivals - Silas/Tavish
Tavish enjoyed the site of her. She seemed so much more confident of late and he wasn't sure what had caused it. Distracting himself with her was mildly easier than thinking about the box with Katie's wand and letter. "Yes, well... I can't really take credit," he admitted. He hadn't felt much like dressing up and was more than happy to let her control their costumes. "I appreciate the sense of humor," he told her with a smirk. Even when he was picking his wolf mask he didn't know what she'd be going as. It really was perfect.
"Good," he looked around. "It makes me tense, not being able to see who is who," he admitted quietly. It wasn't like him and he didn't appreciate it at all.
Tavish glanced around, not recognising anyone. "I doubt there is one. The band will start soon. It's a ball," he informed her easily. "You can go find her. I've got a few people I'd like to see," he lied.