The unknown man hadn't said much, exactly... but what he did say, in conjunction with his movements, gave her an oddly sweet chill that for all her inclination to credit it to the night air, she knew otherwise as her gaze fell from the sky to meet his, both their faces half-shadowed by the light from the doorway, beautifully inhuman with their masks.<br/><br/>"There is something almost otherworldly about this," she murmured, gazing at him like one spellbound; the greens of his costume were beautiful, like the plants of the garden that lay below this very balcony had come alive and woven themselves upon him for this one night, all to bring forth the sparkle of his eyes.<br/><br/>Without thought, her hand tightened faintly upon his arm, coaxing a few steps further, into the darkness, to stand beside the stone rail. "I must admit this is delightful. All of this."