Fuu loses track of Emmaline

"And this here is my buddy Bellworthy, er sorry, I guess it's Sir Bellworthy, now" a red haired well build man was saying, having just introduced himself as Sir Wilkman. Fuu nodded along politely, realizing that she had slightly misjudged the two men. Rather than militarized nobles, it seemed the two men were actually just well known soldiers, a miscalculation on her part, as it was highly unlikely either of them would know much of value. Now, however, she was trapped in conversation with the two, and didn't want to draw a scene by being rude.

"Sir Bellworthy" Fuu repeated the name, and the short haired man nodded, "Is it a recently acquired title? You seem quite young for a knight-- I don't mean to be rude, of course. It's rather impressive, after all"

"Yes, ma'am. I don't really like to brag much really, though, so if you wouldn't mind me not-" Bellworthy started to respond, when Wilkman cut in.

"Don't be stupid, man--tell her! If you won't, I will!" A strong hand clapped Bellworthy on the back. Fuu noted that Wilkman seemed to have drank quite a bit of the fine wine available to guests. If he did know something he would likely prove pretty easy to get information out of.

Out of habit, Fuu's eyes scanned the room for her allies. Becky and Liv were off on their own part of the mission, of course, but Emmaline shouldn't have gotten too far. Yet... it seemed that for the moment she was nowhere to be found. Fuu frowned, it was just like Emmaline to run off without telling her.