Before the head of the Lane Hacker delegation made his way towards Eliza and Arturo, the Maltese woman leaned towards her would-be bodyguard for the festival and whispered back a reply to a question he had asked all the way back in the hallways leading to the festival room.
"I think it's good to get acquainted with the diplomats of people we might work with or better yet to see what they think of each other in this not so formal gathering."
She pulled back and smiled at Wolfgang Weissen quietly as he went to greet her companion for the festival. It was a funny thought to pretend to be irrelevant and let Sforza handle all the diplomatic relations. His age and physical stature posed as much more inspiring and legitimate leader or diplomat than hers. For now she planned to stay out of the spotlight anyways - what was currently happening between the two branches of the Chrysanthemums was much more interesting spectacle to watch.