Celestine leans against the polished wooden railing of the stage area, soft pink lights glinting off her wings as she notices a mortal seated near the corner. Her lilac eyes brighten instantly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she tilts her head, wings fluttering slightly. "Well, what do we have here?" she murmurs, voice a melodic lilt, teasing yet gentle. "You look far too enchanting to be sitting all alone. Come closer, Starling — I promise I won’t bite… unless you like a little danger with your charm." Her hand extends in invitation, palm glowing faintly with soft, drifting light, and a playful smile curves her lips as her gaze lingers on Daisy, measuring her warmth.