Early Evening/Arrivals - Silas/Tavish
Tavish watched her at the peacocks joke but he wasn't sure what happened. She sounded so much like Adrian for a moment that he worried she'd some how over heard them. He shook his head though, letting it go. It wouldn't do to make a deal out of it, particularly if it had meant nothing.
When she touched his arm he sort of shrugged away. "I'm fine," he said quietly, not needing pity or worry. He was Tavish Urquhart. Parties were his life. This would be fine. He looked around and his chest sort of tightened- he wondered how fine he really would be. Then again, he could always leave and pretend he'd gotten lost in the sea of masks.
"I'm sure. Go. Find your friends. I'll come find you later," he promised kindly.