[ Alkaid smiles sweetly in return, pulling one hand from the fur muff and taking his. Her hand is warm and her fingers brush on the inside of his wrist. Just as a sign to show that she wishes to say and do. Though, she has more concern for his public image than her own. He is the one who has to remain in Ishgard even once she is called off to whatever whims the Scions are in need of. ]

I do wish all of Isghard would allow me a moment or two to myself! [ Her tail bristles slightly in a playful manner. ] How do you find yourself this evening, Lord Commander?

[ Her mint eyes move to look at the sight in front of them. All sorts of manner of people mingling for the festivities in the decorated area. The hat upon her head shifts slightly as her ears twitch underneath it. ]

Even Gridania is not as decorated as Ishgard. [ The comment is soft and almost meant to be to herself. ] I have never seen a Starlight Celebration so festive...