He quirked an eyebrow. Just came here? Well, that was certainly great. Indigo's mind wandered a bit as he was passed a flute, titling his head at her curiously. "You have a brother?" he asked lowly, not quite raising his glassy "If it might ask, where are you from? I might be able to do trade with your land, and hopefully we can meet outside the party."

He then looked over to the other guests, trying to hold the sweet and calm smile on his face. He turned his head towards her. He felt she wasn't telling the whole truth, but he pushed the thought away. She seemed nicer than himself, and certainly honest; why would she need to lie?

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