"You would have gotten a message at least. I'm not gonna stand you up, Tear." Erin's voice is soft; she knows full well how it could carry in this theater, and this...this business is about to be personal. Tear hadn't gone to Tauva, no, but she was there at the game show.

She heard.

Erin steps softly up onto the stage and settles down to just sit on it. After the entire day before in a chair, she craves the comfort of floor time.

"...I kinda figured the smoking lounge might not have been your scene. You holdin' up?"