Anyone who carries that kind of responsibility needs those around them they can trust. Otherwise, it's all too easy to lose your way.

[ Her expression grows distant for a moment, distracted, her mind wandering a long way away. There's a hint of sadness that shadows her eyes behind her mask, a deep grief that has never fully abated, no matter how confident and optimistic a front she projects.

But she does her best to tuck it away quickly. This is not the time or place for that. This is a party - it's meant to be fun and joyous. She just lets her focus return to him as they dance, her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she's pressed against him. ]

So. Have you been having fun tonight?