Delita noticed the Queen's future consort patronizing his companion for the evening. While he was willing to look the other way as she enjoyed herself, he had no desire to watch her be cornered by a taken man. Excusing himself from his current engagement, he approached the pair, garnering a glass of punch for the young lady.

"Master Tribal. I thank you for watching over my date this evening."

He focused his attention back upon his companion. Not wishing to embarrass her by bringing attention to her sore feet, "I could not help but notice as you excused yourself from the excitement. I thought perhaps some punch might be in order."