Vahliri allowed her gaze to linger between Sol and Aadya - offering each of them an ever-present smile as they conversed and she waited for the Firrerreo’s answer. Any signs of the hostility that had once existed between herself and Aadya didn’t manifest in the slightest. In truth, the half-Annfyn had done some growing up of her own in recent months, and their shared fight at that prison had dispelled any lingering bitterness between them. It wasn’t until Wodan approached the circle that Vahliri finally tore her gaze away from the pair - offering the Firrerreo Acolyte a faint smile.
While she didn’t know him too well, she immediately recognized him from that mission to the Imperial Research station - the mere thought of that place nearly sending a shiver up her spine. Her smile grew just a touch wider when the Firrerreo brought her hands to his lips. “Wodan,” She began, “You look rather dashing.” She gestured to his attire. Militaristic or not, the uniform looked rather nice on him. As introductions followed, Vahliri glanced past the three of them. Her amber gaze wandered for a moment - drifting towards where Altair was standing with Tiamat and Vex, and then across the room and towards Asher and.. Someone she didn’t quite recognize.
“If you’ll all excuse me for a moment,” She said before slipping past the trio.
After a few minutes of weaving through the guests and averting her eyes from Maelibus’ general direction, Vahliri walked up to where Asher and Caerllion were standing - offering them both a small wave of her hand. “Hey Asher!” She said with a smile. “Couldn’t go without coming to say hello. It’s good to see you again!” And certainly under better circumstances than that ordeal on Bal’demnic. “The suit fits you,” She jutted her chin towards his attire, her lips tugging just a bit wider. The half-Annfyn’s amber gaze promptly turned to Caerllion, greeting the Annfyn with a nod of her head in greeting. “Vahliri,”
She didn’t miss the Annfyn’s request for a dance just as she arrived, though, and proceeded to step off to the side afterwards - allowing Caerllion to drag the half-Sephi off for a dance if he so chose. Vahliri promptly continued on her way towards the bar after her drive-by greeting. Every now and again, her gaze flicked up to Altair - offering the Tiefling an almost sheepish and warm smile from a distance as she ordered another drink, deciding to watch the party for the time being.
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