As you’re talking to another noblewoman, Hanes walks out onto the balcony where you two are speaking. “Am I interrupting something?” His tone is agitated, his eyes cold. When nobody responds, he rolls his eyes. “I need to speak to Lady Vermillia alone.” His anger fades to a cocky smirk. “You look surprised, dear. Have you seen a ghost?” he teases, gazing down at her.