"Rise Driscoll, and fret not. I am not here to interrogate you nor am I here to belittle you." she said taking another drink "How are you enjoying the party, and please do not sugar coat your tongue simply because it is I addressing you. If it be possible I require an honest opinion. I tire of hearing nothing but honeyed words from nobility who seem only adept at these parties at schmoozing, attacking one another for petty reasons, and wearing layers of glossy masks."<br/><br/>She watched him and admitted she rather enjoyed his attire, a nice change appearance for her. Although she was quiet aware it couldn't have been Jamle's first choice or even her willing choice. To whoever chose it she was thankful for not having to look at the eyesore and believed he should be happy he didn't have to wear it either or he would've been the clown of the party.