Reynard turns on the spot, looking around him. They're at a solstice related celebration filled with Winter things. The air outside has a bite to it, the air inside invites people in. Winter is in full force here. What else could he be doing? Surely overtures for another Seasonal spirit were a part of his duty...

Still he's little awkward when he turns back to smile at her. "Yes. Right, yes." He places a hand gently on her back, pushing the untouched cider she'd given him into her hands. "Where have you seen already?"