Sensing the change in the tenor of the conversation, Sisse listened to him, her gaze flitting over his face as he spoke. "I find it easier to blend in in crowds." She found herself admitting before she could think better of it. The unspoken reasons lingering behind the words.

Absently she ran a finger along the bottom of her glass as she considered the truth of her statement. While she knew how to handle attention, felt that she could easily direct a conversation and room, it didn't mean she particularly liked attention. Indeed, she was much happier to be included rather than to be the object of attention. When it was a crowd she could flit about and be charming, but there wasn't the same pressure as there was when it was a smaller group. With a smaller group she felt as if she had to make the conversation flow, make each person feel as if it was them alone. And that was before she even accounted for how much she had to consider what they were thinking of her. Yes, it was much easier for her to be herself in a crowd rather than in a smaller setting.