Takes place during the party
"This…This doesn't make any sense." Soren's lips turned down in a frown. His mask was still on his face as he took a moment to himself. Or at least, he thought he was by himself. Slipping away from the party to breath. “There's no way something like that could happen. Magic is just a myth. Stories that adults tell their kids to inspire them to do good things, or to not do bad things.” Soren has always prided himself. He was a logical guy. Once someone became his friend, he would do anything for them. But he can often times come across cold and stoic. So, to no one's surprise, he doesn't exactly have a large amount of friends and companions.
“Just…Mass Hysteria. That has to be it. We probably all heard something and our minds are just treating it like it's real. Only a fool would think it was.” And yet, his voice didn't hold the convinction in it that it did when he talked about things in the museum. When he talked about things that he knew was true. Because there was still a piece of him that doubted it.
