Private Finished An elegant evening

As Adryan walked past her and joined the gala Hah'en didn't react and didn't pay the man any extra attention aside from a glance now and then. He might've made a promise, but thief was still a thief. Hah'en didn't saw any other suspicious movements or actions from any other guests; it seemed like Adryan was the only bad apple in the crowd tonight.

Hah'en was about to change her position, when Adryan caught her eyes with his. He was dancing with a young woman in a dress that hugged her curves quite nicely. The eyebrow raise Adryan gave Hah'en over the woman's shoulder made her snort, half-mocking and half-amused. Was the thief actually trying to invoke feelings of jealousy in Hah'en? Of all things? It would've been almost cute if it wasn't more sad.
So, after looking at the pair for a moment Hah'en returned the brow raise with one of her own that said 'really?', and then she slipped into the crowd to find another spot to survey the area.

Hah'en settled on a spot behind a pillar just to the left from the dance floor. The evening was peaceful and Hah'en couldn't find a target to survey, and thus her eyes constantly slid over to Adryan. Her brain automatically focused on a familiar face and figure. And as Adryan danced with the young woman Hah'en remembered the balls she had attended back in the day when targeting a noble or another person high on the social ladder. Hah'en didn't like mixing business and pleasure, but during those balls she had actually enjoyed the dancing before she killed her target in a dark back room. Sometimes after seducing them because that was often the fastest way.
Hah'en let out a quiet sigh through her nose. The dance these people were dancing looked familiar, she might be able to dance it if she tried...

Hah'en wasn't deaf, she could hear what the guests were gossiping about. About one Adryan Speed. Hah'en wasn't surprised that Adryan was known, with his skills he would be known in the Narrow Reality, but she was slightly surprised that he had indeed told her his actual name. Or at least the name he used as a thief. Men like him usually changed their birth name. Though Hah'en wanted to avoid generalizing; she was just jaded and had seen too many people with similar motives and way of life.

Hah'en once more allowed her eyes to stray on Adryan, just enjoying champagne with an older woman, and scanning the crowd. Probably for either a new target, or...Hah'en.
He was a fool if he thought Hah'en would let him find her that easily. But nevertheless, Hah'en felt the tiniest smile tug at the corners of her mouth.
And that was when she saw it. An older man, perhaps around 40, taking another guest's purse with deft fingers. Hah'en frowned slightly and moved from her place. Though as she moved through the crowd the didn't bother resisting the temptation. She walked by Adryan, right behind his back, and with a quiet voice said
"You have competition."
before moving towards said competition.

"If you could be so kind as to come this way sir."
Hah'en said to the thieving gentleman, who turned around to glare at Hah'en. She just looked at him with a neutral, immovable expression. She knew he had heard her.
"What is the meaning of-?!"
Of course he'd try to cause a scene. But Hah'en didn't let him. Before the man could even properly raise his voice she grabbed his wrist and twisted it in a way that made the man hiss in pain, but didn't make him cry out. And as he was distracted by the discomfort Hah'en firmly escorted him to the almost vacant lobby, where few more security guards were on lookout.
"This gentleman thought it'd be a good idea to pickpocket."
Hah'en said as she brought the man to them, and she got a chuckle out of her co-workers. They took the man into custody, and Hah'en waved the purse.
"I will go return this to its proper owner."

Hah'en returned to the main hall, and didn't bother hiding herself now. Instead she walked through the crowd with fluid movements yet again, and easily tracked down the lady who had lost her purse. Thankfully she hadn't noticed yet.
Hah'en gently tapped her shoulder, and when the woman turned around Hah'en had a polite and very visible smile on her face. She could easily fake a smile, it had been one of the first things she had been taught.
"Excuse me madam, but you dropped this."
"Oh! How careless of me, I knew I should've left it with our coats. Thank you very much!"
The woman received the purse with a grateful exclaim, and Hah'en merely nodded while still upholding her polite smile.
"Think nothing of it, madam. Have a very nice gala."
And with that and a nod Hah'en turned around and yet again started scanning the space for a good space to hide, and for any more pickpockets.

As soon as Hah'en found another spot to perch herself in she narrowed her eyes towards Adryan. She was no fool, there was no way he had missed Hah'en leaving the room, and she wouldn't put it past Adryan to try and do something while she was away. But Hah'en couldn't prove it, not without searching him. But she couldn't do that, even if he had slithered his way in he was a guest and Hah'en couldn't just do a search on a random guest without any evidence. And he was now among others so she couldn't as easily drag him away.
Damn this man...

Hah'en was irritated at herself for being so occupied by him, and she forced herself to focus on the rest of the main hall. Hah'en had now put herself in a more visible spot, still shrouded in thin mist but not in the shadows. So she received some looks from guests, both men and women. Some were probably because they had seen Hah'en handle the man from just now, and some were clearly looks of interest due to her looks. Hah'en acknowledged neither. Few individuals, three men and two women, approached Hah'en for a dance, and each time Hah'en conjured a polite smile on her face and turned them down with utmost respect. Hah'en's cheek were starting to hurt, she wasn't used to smiling this widely so much...

Hah'en was once again approaching the point, where her eyes were automatically slipping to Adryan due to the lack of any other activity in the room. Yes, she had caught that pickpocket earlier, but Hah'en had a feeling that had been an exception. All the other guests were determined to stay clean and enjoy the evening and networking. Adryan seemed to be among them, because Hah'en saw an older man this time pulling him to the side. Most probably a potential customer. Hah'en looked at the older man and almost automatically memorized his face, in case he'd be a hit. But then Hah'en remembered...she didn't have to kill for money anymore. A small amount of tension left her shoulders, and her eyes left the pair.

It seemed Adryan had picked up something else besides just customers tonight, or Hah'en judged as much from the way the young woman stuck very close to him. Hah'en could guess that Adryan wasn't even close to as serious about the interaction as the woman seemed to be. Adryan had definitely not told her his real name, and was otherwise faking too. Hah'en almost felt bad for the woman. Almost.
Then Adryan captured Hah'en's eyes again, and gave her a nod. Hah'en lifted a brow at that, and answered the nod by lifting her chin slightly and giving a condescending, exasperated look at to the man. Then she subtly lifted one hand against her chest, in a fist except for the pinky, and she narrowed her eyes at the thief.
A pretty clear warning, at least in Hah'en's opinion.

Hah'en's and Adryan's eyes were locked, and Hah'en subtly raised her brow, confused as to what Adryan was trying to do with this staring match. She learned very soon, and frowned. The stunt Adryan pulled was unnecessary, and disrespectful towards the woman who thought Adryan might actually care about her. Thus, when Hah'en vaguely heard Adryan use his ability on the woman she had a very unimpressed expression on her face. Thankfully Hah'en didn't hear his words clearly enough for her to hear them, otherwise Hah'en herself might've started to believe she was Adryan's little sister. Just the thought made a shiver travel down Hah'en's spine...

Hah'en returned the young woman's wave with the same polite smile she had sported the whole evening. But the moment the woman wasn't looking Hah'en glared at Adryan, and her face basically screamed disapproval. What on Earth had Adryan hoped to achieve with that? If he had wanted to make Hah'en trust him even less then he had succeeded. When Adryan looked at her next time she mouthed 'Ridiculous' with exasperation on her face, and promptly moved her gaze to look at other parts of the hall.