She's slightly less sure about being at a cohort-wide party as opposed to the more private meeting at Lost Society-- but she's also already here, and she can't hide in a pillow-fort in Ivan's flat forever. Sooner or later there's a certain amount of 'back to normal' that's required, so here they are, her fingers snagged in his sleeve.

"Hello," she murmurs, glancing at the TV, then further out, in a casual headcount of how many people are here and how many are near.