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Deacon wasn't sure if he should be mildly concerned about how she had to keep reminding herself, or thankful. He certainly didn't want to end up on Cady's menu. Being eaten wasn't on his list of life goals.

"Yes, it was nice of Riley." He agreed, his smile returning. When the ghoul leaned upon the table, he tilted his head to gesture toward a vacant one with chairs nearby.

"Want to sit?" Deacon suggested, figuring perhaps it might be nice for her to get off her feet for a little while. That was, assuming that she wasn't dead set on remaining within arm reach of food.

It did become apparent even to the horse boil that most of the other students were either leaving to go back to their dorms, or to gamble. Tro wasn't much of a gambling man. He'd found he was better off not betting anything, 'lest he lost something he ought not to. "Dunno 'bout y' all, but 'm thinking we oughta be heading back to our rooms. Unless there's more to this whole Prom thing after the Court got crowned?" He quirked a quizzical, square-root brow at those present. Because, really, Tro had zero clues and zero ideas over what they were supposed to do next.

Danny had spoken up, and Moure looked over to her, instantly listening to her. She was asking them to quiet down. Moure nodded, pausing to listen to her.

She took hold of his arm, then said they could go together. That was totally fine with Moure. He just wanted to spend some time with his friend. The patchwork nodded, thinking that was an ideal solution to this whole ordeal.

But then Roch decided that wasn't acceptable, and left in a huff. The Runner could only watch him go, still completely baffled as to what had happened. What had Claire said...?

Then, Danny was to the rescue. She said something about maybe how Roch had eaten something bad.

Maybe that was it...maybe...

Moure looked over at Danny, still a bit of a baffled expression on his face. "W-well...would you like to go to the Auction with me, Danny? We should take that path if we do." He gestured in the direction they could go, which would take them the opposite way from the angered Reaper.

Of course, it accidently took them away from Claire, who they didn't realize was crying near where Roch had left from.

Ahh, such is the ironies of life.

He would have seen a soft smile when he happened to chance a glance at her face, one that could do nothing but grow in subtle amusement as he looked away again. Head tilting to the side as if trying to catch his eye again, though she wouldn't force him. She was trying to make things easy on him, for the most part.

Shame she didn't know much German, she'd have replied in his native tongue, but her knowledge of the language was very limited. She understood what he said, at the very least. "You're welcome," she offered kindly, twirling under his arm again before laying her hand back on his shoulder as they came together again. Frowning at sadness that seemed to have leaked into his voice when he spoke that softer bit. Had she said something wrong?

Perhaps not. The frown smoothed away again after a moment, and the set of pale features in neutral lines was quite refreshing. Odd as it was, his usual scowl sort of fit him, but she had a feeling a smile would suit him better. It was only a matter of inspiring one. "So," she prompted hesitantly. "Are you having a little bit of a better time now?"

"Well.. black's a fine color," she replied. Much better than being bright pink. Colette got a close look at the mouse presented to them and smiled. "She's cute. Hello there Merel." It was safe to say some probably didn't like mice, but Colette saw them as small; furry; adorable things. They hadn't done wrong to her yet anyway. Now Scrags on the other hand..

"New?" Colette asked as she looked at both Joachim and Taryn. She really hadn't seen them around at all before, but then again the ghoul knew she didn't socialize very much in the first place and assumed she simply missed their existence in the big school. "Well.. welcome to the academy. It's, uh, interesting at first.. but you'll get used to it." It felt odd saying such a thing, as if she were some sort of elite. How long had she been at the academy? It must have been awhile considering she was a Knob now. Though, Colette had to admit she actually wasn't used to all the oddities in the school, and the field-trips never ceased to amaze her.

With her date's readiness to leave becoming apparent, Colette looked around to see for herself that the prom was clearing out. "Well I guess we should go. Prom is pretty much over... Nice meeting you two," she said and smiled to Tset's friend and her date.

"Now, uh.. whose dorm first?" It was time to get some sleep for this ghoul.

"We should probably go too..." Taryn agreed, looking up at Joachim before she turned back to Tset. All of the boils looked ready to get back home (oh no oh no oh no...) and the prom really was winding down. "It was great seeing you. We have to get together some time soon!" she grinned to Tset, clasping her hands together excitedly. She had never had a friend over before; it would be exciting!

She offered the other ghoul a hug and waved to Colette and Petro before turning up to Joachim with a more nervous smile.

"Are you ready?"

Ys watched the thinning crowd of dancers with a large amount of warmth and a little bit of wistfulness. A slow dance just wasn't the right place for a lone dancer to be, so she had kept to the fringes to allow the couples unimpeded space on the dance floor. It looked like students were starting to trickle out in pairs and small groups by now, off to more private celebrations in the dorms or around campus.

Although she considered following suit, she wasn't sure she really wanted to call it a night at this point, but what would she do instead? Spending the rest of the evening quietly tucked away in her dorm seemed anticlimactic, but she was a little tired after all the excitement and dancing, not to mention that she had lost track of the students she did know.

She had been drifting toward the door while she ruminated, not quite aware of her surroundings when she found herself nearly on top of a finned boil's tail. "Oh, I'm ssso sssorry!" She was quite flustered at herself for being so uncharacteristically awkward, blushing a deeper green as she apologized. "I wasss not paying attention to where I wasss going..." She smiled apologetically, still colored with embarrassment. "Ah. I'm Ys, by the way. And not usssually ssso clumsssy." She didn't know where to look now, so she settled on his feet.



((If you don't want to draw out prom stuff, it's totally okay. ^_~ It was just too cute an idea to pass up. And peer pressure, hah!))

"Alright," Taryn responded with a little nod. She had been fully expecting an escort back to her dorm, but she was also aware that her date was potentially one of the most awkward there. He was nice to have brought it up himself, at least. She certainly wouldn't have. Regardless of their stickiness, Taryn reached out to take Joachim's hand one last time as they walked back toward the dorms.