There’s a music sharing scene here? How? Oh, how does that even work? Tablets don’t have any sort of audio mixing abilities, so, no, hold on, how well could a tablet record the audio from another tablet? Has anyone tried that yet? Or is it all just people recording neat sounds and songs they make? 

He’s never been a part of a scene before. Always thought it sounded like fun, a bunch of folks sharing art back and forth and everywhere, building, experimenting, sometimes making garbage but sometimes making [i]good[/i] garbage. Never knew how someobdy joined one, though. They never seemed to be happening where he was, and nobody was writing down where they were or how to get in.

No. He doesn’t know. Who’s winning. Whether tonight succeeded in any way. How to salvage it. How to keep the next trial - because he can’t just declare a winner off tonight, he just [i]can’t[/i] - from becoming a repeat of the first. What he could’ve done better. Where Yuki was. Where Juni was. Where Eclair was. Where Suli was. How to help Olesya. How to get into a scene. What he’ll tell Deo when he comes back in a few minutes, expecting him to know at least a few of those things.

Although. Well.

Hrm.

He does know. Where the door to the backways would be, if the new Chrysthanemum was anything like the old. Which rooms the highest guest of honor would be in. Who he has to thank for his brooch. 

No, no, no, he doesn’t know if someone can just waltz up to a goddess and ask for advice. Well, no, not [i]any[/i] goddess, but Civelia? Civelia. Civeliaaaaaaaaa. He [i]did[/i] know of a story or three about average folks happening to chat with her, and walking away with some blessing or wisdom or shiny magical artifact that was just the thing they needed. Suli knew how deep a bow to make before a goddess, where someone ought to stand, what sorts of greetings would be appropriate, and he’d taken pretty careful notes. (Green notebook, maybe a third of the way through, starting from the bottom half of the page.) That’s not something you’d know if approaching Civelia for help was completely unheard of.

Him. Approaching Civelia. Him!!!

Of course, you know, it would be wildly irresponsible, and possibly panic-inducing, for the Golden Fawn to up and vanish into thin air on such an important and kidnap-happy night. Unthinkable. Couldn’t be done.

So he makes sure to write a short note to Deo, and [i]then[/i] vanishes into thin air via the secret staff door.