Daine gapes at the intoxicated newcomers, not sure what to make of either of them. She's never seen people dressed so fancily acting so ridiculous. Well, not this kind of ridiculous, anyway. There was plenty of silliness at Court, but most of it was of a different sort.

She'd probably be inclined to brush off anything they said as drunken raving, but then they refer to Coromotto and Nilakshi as souls.

"Souls?" Daine and Coromotto repeat in perfect unison, exchanging a surprised glance. Then, in a lower grumble, Coromotto adds, "I'm not little."