A healer, fancy that. Tabi felt that pull of recognition again, just as she saw the lights come on and illuminate the ballroom and balcony above. Blinking against the brightness, Tabitha had previously been more interested in what the final theme of the evening would be, but now as the clock struck midnight, she was far more intrigued to find out who her current company was.

The mystery warred with a level of disappointment and uncertainty; once her mask and anonymity were lost, she would also lose the shield that her mask offered to the gentleman opposite her. Their conversation had been quite enjoyable, but she feared it would lack the same amount of character once her face was revealed.

She made no move to remove her mask, instead smiling slowly. "I too work at the hospital, what a coincidence." Perhaps she may learn of the gentleman's identity before revealing her own. Not that she would be rude enough to stall it entirely, but she thought perhaps she might get a small advantage.