Elissa's brows lift beneath her mask when she spies the Tyrant and she sends an answering grin to the other woman. Snagging another little plate of puffed, savory tidbits from a waiter, she wends her way through the crowd. "I did not expect to see you here," she says with a laugh while holding the plate out in offering. She lowers her voice to add, "If you were on the official invitation list, we may need to have serious words in a more private location."