Anaya was laughing at the general madness around the Inn, contentedly snug at her husband's side. She was keeping a mental 'eye' on their trio outside, Ce'leste valiantly trying to persuade her little sister An'lin to mob their brother. They'd be in once they'd had enough.
She happily sipped her wassail and waved at Ghet as the other woman made her spectacular entrance.
Helen just snickered as the diminutive redhead used Chez to right herself, taking a healthy swig of her whiskey. The strawberry blonde nodded in Theara's direction as her name came up, Rach throwing a wave in at the same time before looking over at the toasted Adrian.
"See this is why teleporting is better. Even if it's technically the same thing." She grinned broadly, a flicker of gold in her eyes for a brief moment.
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