[indent]Eilidh could tell that it was Johnny who had arrived - there was a strange aura about him that she understood to be the Scarab beetle. Everything else was all Johnny though, that fiendishly happy buzz. The woman approached the source of it with a smile, pushing the box of cookies in his direction before ruffling at his hair with her free hand playfully. “Hey there scamp,” she said.

Blind she may have been, but she knew where Conor was, and offered him a quiet nod as his attention was taken by Kevin. Kevin was all energy too, and right now - Eilidh could see that Conor was suddenly in a sandwich of it. Elsewhere, a noise of chartreuse rummaged through a box of food. Hayden. 

All the talk of movies sat heavy in her mind and she wanted to ruminate on it. She used to like movies of all kinds. Now it was just too taxing to bother. She couldn’t read the energy of people in a cold movie file, even if she could hear everything. It was a strange sensation to try to make sense of, it wasn’t like music at all. 

Eilidh took a wander back to the other side of the table, her foot finding her seat easily enough for her to sit down in it with a smile. She liked it when everyone was here. Her eyes closed, and her elbow found the table so that she could rest her chin against her knuckles just to listen to everything.[/indent]