[The familiar verbal dance they played was long familiar to Lorenz, and he gleefully fell into the pattern with a masterful ease. The teasing, the toying...

It was fun in a way that he hadn't allowed himself for quite some time.]

We fight a different battle under these moons tonight-- hopefully, nothing quite so unpleasant either.

[He said playfully, stepping closer. His smile was as warm as the floral teas he loved. Clearly, he was deep under the moons' influence.]

I have been doing well enough, and the party is an excellent backdrop for the night. A... haven, if you would. The setup is nothing short of masterful-- although, I do suspect that our dear Everett or one of his cohorts are involved. It has that... touch.

How have you fared since last we met?