Norrington frowned at a shrub as she spoke suspiciously, before he cleared his throat and looked at her. His eyebrows rose together as she jerked, then held her chest, and one hand went up in alarm.

"...I ... did not think Lady Pel was much for parties." He said frowning, "Is my being here causing you to have some sort of panic attack, because I can leave?"

Happily. Before he gave anything away.