The whole situation involving Adia is something only heard of in rumor mills around the Nexus: having an alternate cause mischief while another has to deal with it. No matter how hard she tries to shake the feeling, Marie is clearly troubled by it, unable to formulate sentences or words.

There's a period of silence before answering Adia's question, hazy eyes staring into the wine glass, as if searching for an answer. "It's your call. Me, I just needed something to distract my mind, no relation to the party planners at all. Not fitting in with the crowd doesn't bother me in the slightest."