"I don't know who they are, but I can only assume our hosts for the evening arranged our costumes." She reached up with her free hand, poking at the twisting shapes looming over her head. It was a lovely twisted thing, and she wondered if she would be allowed to keep the mask once this evening was done, something to hang on her wall. She used her other hand to give his a squeeze, a light little chuckle leaving her. "Silly man. Not being in your presence would be the nightmare." Another little squeeze of his hand, and she fell into comfortable step with his movement. "Then I will make it my mission of the evening to help you find it. But in exchange, you have to promise me a dance before the bell tolls and wakes us from this dream."
xen considered that as a possibility. he had also considered that perhaps there was no host at all. they had not been introduced to one. none had been teased. would that not be a priority for someone using magic as distinct as this? "they could be decided by our nature or by nothing at all, and we only see the sense we ascribe to them." that is often how humans dealt with truly random chaos. it was difficult to understand something that may not have design. "if that were the case, would my presence not indicate this is not a house of nightmares instead of the opposite?" he continued to walk hand in hand with pandora. "I would be happy to dance with you."











