Draiss was enjoying the glow of resting beside Aviendha, both of them dress and he was simply enjoying the flow of the party below them, when a semi-familiar presence made him groan and look up from his snuggling solar. The construct was destroyed as he looked, and his body tightened as he spotted... her.<br/><br/>Time seemed to stop as Gray felt White and Black recognize the hated Marilith, but in a change of habit, Black was not the one demanding her head on a platter, but White who lost control. For a brief second, his robes bleached out, and two spells were cast on him, one that destroyed any possible spell focus like dropped hair, skin flakes, scales, even his semen in Aviendha and Sharlin was burned into nothingness in less than a second. The second spell prevented him from creating any more a time. It was perhaps a sane move for White to make, before Gray and Black managed to get him back in control. Gray took back over as Black and White started their standard argument again, and Draiss simply watched, his eyes bland, not trying to stand out though not trying to hide. He noted everything about her, before turning away, like she was less than nothing to him, and sat back down on the sofa, not even slightly interested in talking to that thing.