Raine still eyed him with some little suspicion, but she inclined her head. "Thank you," she said again, and managed a smile for him, and watched him go.

"He really has gone to some trouble," she added, for Solomon's ears, when Rue had departed. "There's-- fairy lights, I believe they're called? From the decor to the food, it's... above and beyond, really." This was now more thinking aloud than informing for Solomon's benefit, and even as Raine moved toward the table she looked up and over, at Solomon, trying to discern if he knew something that would give some reason for this. The half-mask hid much of his expression, but even so it did not take a genius to be sure she'd missed some vital point.

"What did you two talk about?"