[ She is not surprised to find that he has little experience with the holiday. What was he going to trick or treat for back home, the children? And his head is hardly conducive to bobbing for apples.

With a smile, Julie holds her hands up and conjures a mid-sized pumpkin, carved. It is also not shocking that the theme is a bit more conceptual than he might be used to. ]

Here you go, honey. The party is just to be scary, I make it different every year. Last year, it was a giant haunted mansion. But back in Cadens, I did lots of pumpkins and skulls and stuff!

[ If he doesn't take the pumpkin, which she would entirely understand, she just sets it on the nearest table. Her bartender appears nearby and presents her with a lime green cocktail. There's one for Nanaue too, although he can leave it if he wants. ]

Did you go to their Eifstide celebration in the [ cult ] commune? Y'know, they raised the dead up a few years back.