Valdis sits to the side, now just observing everyone as they move and mingle around the town square. The souls all vary, and with her powers intact she can see deeper now than before. The colors and lights held within souls, the brightness or darkness, but it gives her a headache when her sight sits there for more than a few seconds, perhaps she just needs to 'flex' the muscles as it were.

Still, she's seeing some interesting things even without soul sight, there are more changelings here, though she's not certain which court they belong to. Her gaze flits over to where Max is, still helping people with their food, then back to the man helping at another table. He seems nervous, awkward, almost...robotic in a way, as if he's acting as he was trained instead of fully conscious, ambling about trying to be helpful.

She smiles when he asks her about napkins. "I'm sorry, I don't know where to find some, but perhaps I can help you look?"