Waver offered a nod, folding his arms lightly as he tried to take his mind off the lingering memories of where he should be right about now thanks to his explanation, instead of here. “Quite, this time of year, there are parties quite regularly. Balls among those who have the means to hold them, or smaller parties if you’re into the sort of thing but don’t have the resources for something on this scale.”

Glancing at the ball in full swing, though, he hummed. “They’ve done a nice job here, I think. Seems more lighthearted as it should be.” At least he hadn’t seen anyone upset or having a bad time. Everyone seemed to be getting into the spirit of it, and enjoying things for the sake of pure enjoyment rather than false cheer and fake smiles to hide other intent.