With that expression, Rhy isn't sure if Wilhelm got the wrong impression. He lowers his voice, and his hands, taking one of Wilhelm's in his own to pull him away from the dance floor.

"Let's get some fresh air."

Hayle is even colder than Castle Thorne, and though Rhy's sure there's some enchantment or at least heating sources out on the balconies, he's also noticed that there aren't many people out there. It should be easy to find an empty one.

Once they're out of the crowd, Rhy releases Wilhelm's hand and leads the way, pausing only to grab another glass of wine from a tray as someone passes by.