The lure of the gardens and the need for a little distance from crowds and music has Inessa wandering away from the heart of the action after a while. That and she's spent entirely too much time away from Garahel, who has been enjoying the company of other mabari while formal affairs took place. More at ease with her canine companion at her side, the slight elven woman is content to wander at a relaxed pace and savor the sights and scents of the area. When her feet start to ache enough, she begins seeking a quiet place to sit for a while.

...at least that's the plan. But what seems like an inviting nook turns out to be very effectively occupied. Quickly averting her gaze, she mumbles an entirely ignored apology and steps away, her cheeks pink. Is it suddenly hot out here?