Shale stifled a mild chuckle at Alphonse reprimanding Revera. The performer nodded, chiming in with "business before pleasure, you know." She gave a wave of her left arm towards Alphonse and Stew. "Good luck!"
Covering up her feelings of anxiousness was starting to annoy the performer.
Just when things seemed so hopeful, that creeping feeling, when one can't help but notice those little issues around. The look of the eyes, the position of the mouth, the repeated invitations to eat. This whole day has been out of whack; and Alphonse and his helpers weren't making Shale any more at ease.
Regardless of whether Alphonse had quite left or not, she reclaimed her previous seat, addressing Revera as she did so. "So, how familiar are you with the fair city of Syliras?"