Febs hummed out a soft sigh of approval as she felt the restrictive layers of her dress loosen around her body. There were far too many layers with an evening gown, more than a regular day dress, but he miraculously managed to get it to the point where she could get out. Shrugging out of the layers, she laughed as they pooled downward. Left with only her  stockings and chemise, which hardly counted thanks to its thin straps and shorter length, Febs stepped out of the mass of skirts and hefted them from the floor. She laid them across the chair nearby, padding back toward him with a sly smile.

"Oh come now, please?" The night wasn't technically over. Holding her hands out to see if he would humor her, she waggled her eyebrows at him. "I had a lovely evening, missing you aside." Truthfully she had, though it would certainly be enough socializing for a while. "I did not get to meet the guest of honor, did you?" Febs had actively avoided the seer, leaving that nonsense to September. Her sister was much more fascinated by the subject, as was her mother, but Febs knew just enough to stay away if she could help it. Every time she'd seen it happen, either correctly or incorrectly, it caused trouble, which was the last thing she needed right about now.