--oh thank God--

Evan! Jagrati and I were just-- here you are, darling--

*The charm of the little painted child has evaporated almost instantly, and it's immediately and with obvious relief that she shoves the thing off on the bride, who's arrived only moments after Evan in a swirl of ivory skirts--and how precious, that they'd gone with white after all.*

--just having a chat. You look well.