Huff looked up at the man standing on her roof. Until quite recently she had been inside, but the sound of someone landing on the roofing above her had drawn her out of her self imposed hermitage. Her plan had been to grab a bunch of food and then scurry inside where no annoyingly tall partygoers would accidentally trip over her. The whole thing in truth was depressing her somewhat due to the lack of a certain kitsune.

In the current moment however she was more than distracted by the sudden appearance of a shockingly peppy seeming elf on her roof.

“Hey!” She called up to him. She considered her options for a moment. “Either put me up there or come down here, There’s no wine around here and yet you are on my house, which suggests that you at least know how to actually party. Also the shingles are coming loose.”