He turned toward her as he heard her approaching him, and he was at least well-raised even if he wasn't taking her feelings into account a good deal of the time. He raised her hand, kissed it politely, and then let her go. "I'm alright." Which wasn't at all true. He was more himself this year than he had been last year, perhaps, but there was still the pesky feeling that he was sure he was losing his mind.