"You look like you aren't much for parties," Lucy says lightly, not entirely sure what compels her to approach the man except that she hasn't been a big fan of them herself of late. That's been slowly changing, and it isn't the case this afternoon, but she feels like she gets it anyway, the impulse to stay out of the way, not really a part of the festivities, even if it's for completely different reasons. "Are you a friend of Sybil's?"