Tisarwat let out a sigh of relief once that healing chased away her twisting stomach, made her head stop pounding, the spot where her implant had been stop screaming. Probably much deeper and showing far more appreciation than it usually might have today, but it couldn't be helped.

"Oh," she said in a breath, "that's much better. Thank you. And," her grateful smile went a little crooked as it turned into a grin, "I'm glad to hear that you were enjoying the evening as much as you looked like you were."

After-party gossip was, after all, a very important part of any event.