@pyro-latry
The night is quiet so far. Well - as quiet as a large party such as this can possibly be. There has been no trouble that he has caught wind of just yet. A favorable circumstance in an otherwise unfavorable setting.
Why did he take the job if all of his inner monologue was merely complaints?
There is a beacon in the evening, however, and that would be spotting someone familiar amidst a sea of otherwise unfamiliar and strange faces. Hanzo admittedly feels a bit excited when he spots Willow, out of the thick of the crowd and easily accessible. Carefully, he winds his way toward her, subtly waving a partially-gloved hand to catch her attention.
“Willow.” A ghost of relief trails behind her name. Hanzo nods his head in greeting. “Are you enjoying yourself?”