"You've got a bit more color in your cheeks this time," Elizabeth comments with a bright smile as she sidles up to Faolan with a cup of punch between her hands. She's taken note of the fact that he looks a little stiff and awkward, and she sympathizes. The fact that she knows close to nobody at this party is making her extremely nervous. She can't monopolize Lancelot's time, obviously, and Lily is busy scavenging, so she's defaulting to the only other person she's had some interaction with.

"It's a nice party!"

Look at her and her small talk.