[ Ayaka, clad in a rather ethereal gown for the evening, has been content to observe the goings-on of the ball at this point in the evening. Her gaze has found its way everywhere throughout the evening, with awe and worry in equal measure. It's certainly... troubling, that they've been taken by the Fae like this, but Thoma's presence does wonders for her fretting heart. As it always does, for all of the time that she has known him.

She takes that proffered drink in her hands with a polite nod of thanks. Normally, she wouldn't be so bold as to imbibe an alcoholic drink, but... she finds herself captivated by the sakura-like hue of the drink, and she thinks it would be good to politely accept the offerings made to them by their hosts, besides. ]

Thank you, Thoma... And that is a splendid idea, I think, but - are you sure that you're ready to depart from this evening's festivities? You looked like you were enjoying meeting the other guests...