A very big part of her was so grateful that Roland was ... Not dense but focused enough that he didn't have the mind for things like noting her shifts in mood. It spared them a lot of extra misunderstandings. She was taking a decent sip of wine when Bert caught her attention, a feet in and of itself since she had been watching someone in the crowd with all the force of a lion going after prey and zero subtlety.

"You should really have more faith in us both, Cuthbert! After all if I have trouble I'm sending him straight to you!" It was said in good nature, of course, but with a rather playful grin, one that only faltered a bit as her eyes continued to travel back to the crowd before she corrected herself. She had to be present, taxing as it might be in some ways, as soon as it would be more polite she would have to leave for a moment or two, but right now she felt the need to remain at his side. How would it look if she just got up and left, after all? Such was the trouble of big events.