Amaris looked about the room in quiet concern, his lips pierced thoughtfully. In truth, he was more annoyed than worried. We're [i]none[/i] of the Gods upset? Even just a tiny bit miffed? Worst yet, some even looked to be [i] enjoying[/i] the unannounced theme. 

Or, well, it wasn't that surprising that the Light of Rebirth would find joy in the situation, but Amaris had rather hoped such reactions would be of the minority. Was a new turn of fashion being born tonight? 

The young man crossed his arms and sighed, an act that looked to be relief. Tonight's plans were a flop. Well, he still had to at least make sure to keep the servants alive.

"Isander Ashford," Amaris half called, half greeted, "It's unlikely that will be enough for the Devourer. I'll have the kitchen increase the anticipated food supply." Amaris' plans came out naturally as he looked over the remains of Islander's platter. When you're raised as a leader, it sometimes came out naturally, much to his own annoyance. Today though, it was a benefit. 

Based on the gazes and tension thrown towards the garden, it was easy to discern the path of the God of Chaos. "We'll need to divert servants away from the garden for now... Everyone out there [i]did[/i] safely retreat back inside, right?" Surely no one would be stupid enough to stay out unguarded in the open with Getsuy, right?

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