She never really like this many people, mot for extended periods of time. Because truth be told, she would rather be in the solar, making the best of the morning sunlight, stitching her brother's clothes up.

But that wasn't to be there, any more than it was here. They had been invited, and it would be so dreadfully rude to turn down an invitation, she could hear her Mother's lecture if she did. So she goes, and does her best for as long as she can, but she needs a break when everything is so painful new - because rather foolishly, she does take everything at face value. It is so very thoughtful for them to take such care of them. What an honour, too, no doubt.

Just - wanted a second, on this nice piece of railing in the half light to take off this very heavy headpiece.

When she finds herself suddenly with company, she yelps like a mouse someone didn't happen to notice on the floor. Oh, Spirits, what was a woman to do?

And she feels dreadfully exposed like this. She snatches up the hat, and holds it in front of the lower part of her face as she steps back from him, wide-eyed.

"Forgive me, I did not mean to intrude."