"Yeah well. I'm confident, not stupid." She might have been doing this dance for four years but everything had technically changed now. With Atia? Sure, Rose hated her more than anything and it had taken her a long time to find something that resembled happiness in that place, but after a while, Rose had learned what to expect of the Goddess. This was a new God with potentially all new rules and she wasn't about to take any chances.

She drags her gaze away, scanning the sea of faces once more, a five point check as she looks from exit to exit, to the food tables, the drinks tables, then back to Daryl.

"And I might have been doing this for a while." Which could have meant a lot of things really, but the way she runs a finger across her collar suggests she's referring to this place. "New God, same routine." And she's probably about as happy about it as Daryl is, but she was supposed to be going home after four, very long years and instead? She was at a damn Toga Party.