"Oh!" There's more than a note of surprise and uncertainty in Beth's voice. She likes people looking at her; it hadn't occurred to her that Simonides may not. "Well - there you go, then! You stick with me, and they can look at me instead." She was practically made for that. She's bright and loud and, very importantly for the two of them, knows how to put on a show.

The Balladeer isn't exactly clear on the relationship between human and daemon, but he feels like that was an exchange he maybe should not have witnessed. Still, it's nice to hear them called friends. He relaxes into a more comfortable sitting position and smiles at Bee. "So, how've you been?" As hectic as New York has gotten lately, his tone is a little more concerned than normal.