Dressed in black, down to her gloves and the veil that obscures her features, she's watching others depart. Humming to herself, very quietly, waiting as she must. And when she hears footsteps, she turns and looks in their direction, seeing Artemy there.

"It's still going, so I'll tell you later."

Her own version of a joke.

"...You needn't be stoic tonight. Else what you feel might burst from your chest despite your best efforts."