Faolan glances up at the familiar voice addressing him and finds his hackles lowering slightly. It's good to see someone he knows, here among the crowds. He didn't think he would, considering the nature of the event. He wasn't sure how much of a waste of time this whole trip would be, truth be told.

He raises his glass at her in greeting as she approaches. "It has," he replies, a bit more gruffly than he intended to, but he means well. "I take it that you saw the show as well?" Did Lancelot get her the tickets and send her along to investigate as well, he wonders? He hadn't known that they knew each other. For such a large city, the underground community seems a small world after all.