Neven managed to resist sighing. Why was peasant talking to him? Still, it was a masquerade ball, he could try acting like someone else, perhaps someone annoyingly peppy and cheerful. "Hm, since there's not many people here yet I would guess she's Abelia." He didn't know the other girl's name yet either, he should probably ask. Yet this was a mystery ball, he couldn't very well ask for someone's name, that would ruin the whole point. Neven considered talking to either of the girls that had shown up but figured he could just do that when he began dancing. In the meantime he noticed the presence of someone who had gone overboard with their costume, adding some sort of party trick to it, and dining on chocolate covered treats.