[Oh, that brings back memories of the simulation... Frieda was still reeling from her coworkers' deaths when their replacements already arrived. It was grueling, having to continue on as if nothing happened. She exhales softly.]

You're right. It's hypocritical of me to say that when our lantern ritual here and the other festivities are so needed.

[She lightly touches Evangeline's wing/cheek again - her butterfly head is just too fascinating! -, then lets go and rubs one of her own eyes.]

Are you still staying at the party? I think I'll head home.

[Even if she weren't getting tired, she'd be too embarrassed to stay after her pompous behaviour!]